Purgin (Hazard Lights)

[Verse 1: Zay Munna]
Ain't no lacking, I still [?]
[?] bussin' with 10 in the knocks
Smokin' on - got put in a box
[?] and I bet you he shot
And we different
Yo, C Blu, why niggas dissing?
Get up close, I don't shoot from a distance
And I'm still ballin these niggas like Pimpin

[Verse 2: C Blu]
Ayo, Zay, let's go purgin'
First nigga we see, we gon' burn em'
Finger itchin' [?] clickin'
Mask on, got em' runnin' and trippin'
I'ma demon on a mission
Ain't no telling when I'm gon' be finished
No caps, we gon lift em'
Chucky lucky it jammed, no it spliffed em'

[Verse 3: Zay Munna]
For the 80, and for Nazzy we still go crazy
I'ma throw, I'm soundin' like [?]
He want a feature, then tell em' pay me
Still going hard in the [?] like I'm [?]
Ain't no dissing
And lil Rah Rah, got took off the hit list
Get to blowin' that shit with the smithin'
Shots to the body, got him wheezin' and limpin'

[Verse 4: C Blu & Zay Munna]
I'ma shooter with a 40, no [?]
I've been feenin' to spin, catch an opp do em' badly
When we go to the Raq [?]
[?] smoke Dub, and I'm happy
Bitch, I'm mad tact
[?] loc [?] right off the snapchat
And I'm movin, I'm feelin' like I'm Mad Max
Smoking on 8 and I told em' to crash that
Know the 6 mad that they can't get racks back

[Verse 5: C Blu & Zay Munna]
On the drill, I be buggin'
Throw shots till I see the cops coming
You was talkin', why you runnin'?
You ain't know that the 80s was comin'?
Yea we came, and they ran
I ain't even got it out my pants
C Blu bopping, I don't like to dance
Hit em' once, then I up it and blam
Catch Roscoe, I might pull off his head with the knocks though (Fat boy)
Bitch we don't fuck with the Vato
Talkin' slick but don't let they chops go
Had em' runnin' and duckin' they taco
Talkin' slick but don't let they chops go
Had em' runnin' and duckin' they- (Grah grah)