Scorpion Death Drop

I'm breaking legs, ribs Hundred dollar bills I'm breaking arms, necks Hundred dollar bills (La musica de Harry Fraud) You can't let the left nor the Right hand man do it Cause if they calculators move they May try to screw it In the street anything goes Not just these hoes Police stickin' dick in these Snitches' booty holes Crack dealin', money flippin' Out here chasin' me a million Stack my Fritos to the ceilin' Tryna go old with my children Fearin' nothin' but God Ho ass nigga ain't got no heart Foreign ride, no key in All I gotta do is push start Revolver start spinnin' like a croc Only killin' Project keep the street, keep the street Real-real billy A hundred with this shit nigga, understand me I'm walking bankroll you can rubber band me I'm breaking legs, ribs Hundred dollar bills I'm off the top, I be wylin' for the thrill I'm breaking arms, necks Hundred dollar bills i'm wreckin' havoc I ain't even gotta kill I'm breaking legs, ribs Hundred dollar bills I'm off the top, whole crowd catch a chill I'm breaking arms, necks Hundred dollar bills i'm wreckin' havoc I ain't even gotta kill 100 with the shit, nigga understand me I'm killin' kids quicker than The fuckin' plan B You might catch me somewhere loaded Where it's hot and sandy Or I'm up in Summer Slam with my nigga Randy Yeah I'm fresh 100 feet They ain't fuckin' with my streak It ain't for everybody Give a shit if niggas sleep Fuck it, bring the body bags Hit him with that Gotti swag Got no time to lolligag All that hate, he probably mad She playin' with that pussy It's probably trash Might hit it then curve your ass Hold up, settle down, hit the herb and pass I'm in it to win Hit Sparkz on the line like we did it again I'm breaking legs, ribs Hundred dollar bills I'm off the top, whole crowd catch a chill I'm breaking arms, necks Hundred dollar bills i'm wreckin' havoc I ain't even gotta kill King of the streets, graduated from housin' Tendered 100s, I keep like 1000 Pull up in somethin' the Trunk'll be poundin' wet up the block Leavin' everything drownin' smell me I'm talkin' like something is cookin' And if you don't Why the fuck is you lookin'? I am the ace, guarantee you mistook it Gangster shit look like it's Somewhere you book it All I do is trap and cook White squares like it's a napkin Thirty or better shit can happen Show you bout money where you lackin' I'm bout this chilla like a theorist Still rep for the dirty like I'm Harry This shit on lock, ain't shit to carry Ain't worried bout niggas, niggas scary Might just switch it up like I Was MJ in the Jackson 5 Dance across the work and show you How to keep the trap alive Pull up to wherever Have a team swarm you like a hive I ain't gon' be more rehearsin' I'ma play my gangster live I'm breaking legs, ribs Hundred dollar bills I'm off the top, I be wylin' for the thrill I'm breaking arms, necks Hundred dollar bills i'm wreckin' havoc I ain't even gotta kill I'm breaking legs, ribs Hundred dollar bills I'm off the top, whole crowd catch a chill I'm breaking arms, necks Hundred dollar bills i'm wreckin' havoc I ain't even gotta kill