EZ COME

Yeah you know what time it is

The Juicemane up in muh' fucka'

My nigga Everclear

The Joker and Lil Gin finna break y'all sumn proper

Like diss biatch

Bustin' in your home

With my tone pointed to your dome

There's another brother dead and gone

Bustin' in your home

With my tone pointed to your dome

There's another brother dead and gone

Bitch, don't let your mouth be a grave digga

Fuck around with me and you gon' be a dead ass nigga

187 on that ass with a blast

Then you just history

A fucking though of the past

You better recognize a field cap killa ho

You better ask somebody, reel it up, silly ho

I don't think you wanna get too deep

Because I'll leave your fuckin' brains laying in the street

See, umm

It's nothin' but trauma

Lock that ass in our 'coma

They tryna cause trauma

I ain't taking none of yo shit

So you better bring some motion, to the fucking door bitch

But this time step with some trill nigga

And make sure they ain't get to squeeze the trigga

Because imma shoot first

And make sure that I see yo punk-ass ridin' in a hurtz

Bustin' in your home

With my tone pointed to your dome

There's another brother dead and gone

Bustin' in your home

With my tone pointed to your dome

There's another brother dead and gone

Bustin' in your home

With my tone pointed to your dome

There's another brother dead and gone

Bustin' in your home

With my tone pointed to your dome

There's another brother dead and gone