Balls To The Wall - Comethazine

(Cook that shit up, Quay)

Heat him up, leave him dry like a raisin

Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'

Bitch

Comethazine, bitch, and I'm piped the fuck up

Heat him up, leave him dry like a raisin

Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'

Balls to the wall, go batshit crazy

I ain't trippin' at all 'cause I brought the .380

Cut like this 'cause a OG waitin' (Bitch)

We spin blocks up in a old Mercedes (Oh, yeah)

We tote Glocks to see another day (Yeah)

And to my face, they ain't got nothin' to say

Showed her the d—, showed her the dick and that little bitch ate it

.556 to the face of who hatin'

Knock his jacket off, no masturbation (Oh, yeah)

Asked that boy what's the price of a facelift

I got him right and he ain't have to pay shit

Hit that man with a Russian AK

Clip knock out his noodles and sprinkle some Cajun

Heat him up, leave him dry like a raisin

Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'

Balls to the wall, go batshit crazy

I ain't trippin' at all 'cause I brought the .380

Cut like this 'cause a OG waitin' (Bitch)

We spin blocks up in a old Mercedes (Oh, yeah)

We tote Glocks to see another day (Yeah)

And to my face, they ain't got nothin' to say

Heat him up, leave him dry like a raisin

Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'

Balls to the wall, go batshit crazy

I ain't trippin' at all 'cause I brought the .380

Cut like this 'cause a OG waitin' (Bitch)

We spin blocks up in a old Mercedes (Oh, yeah)

We tote Glocks to see another day (Yeah)

And to my face, they ain't got nothin' to say