White Without Warning

Ye Ye Ye
Inner slaughter gang
From the white boy
This ain’t shots This ain’t shots this my light boy
I just use this beat to center all my sights boy
I’m treating 2020 like’s it’s 2016
When everything be funny and we still get high off green
Tetrahidracanna only work for certain things
I can see why you got lean but it’s always fuck a bean
Selling cans in my coup
20’s in the loop,
Flip em now they 40’s to the droop
Get out coup
Where the fuck my soup
Aight fuck my soup
Lighters to the roof
Rockstar fuck a booth
I don’t want a roof unless I drive with boof
Don’t want see my tooth
I see my truth (I see my truth)
Fuck ass for surely screaming he hurting
All over tweeting in home with closed curtain
You is just dirty mold on yo face that’s for certain
I’m a ask gunna if I get burkin (That’d be some flames)
Ahh
Ye
Ye Yeah
This shit go hard like this shit is the hardest
I’m the artist, I am the startist
Like this is start disc
bad little baby she goddess
I’m just gon fire this
She said “I’m gone ride this”
I could never stop this
How can you top this
This is impeccable look at the options
Fuck all yo captions look at the action
While she is screaming screaming screaming hittas are blasting
Obviously broke it look like you fasting
Fuck ass lil kids that planning on rapping
This is just how that you do it lil lesson
Ya’ll better stop cappin
Behind the scene Not at scenes
Pulling the strings pupating enemies
Computing racks with no degrees
I am just steeze
Finessin the trees
Deforestry
Running on me
Run it on me
Run it on Run it on Run it on Me
Run it on Me
Now I’m back Ye
Don’t relax Ye
Here your packs Ye
Now relax Ye
‘For you blast Ye
“Pass Pass Pass Pass” Ye
If I do that it’ll be the last
Run it on me
I run from my past Ye
Fuck a degree
You scamming the class Ye
Running them racks running them racks running them racks Ye
They call it the dash They call it the dash Ye
Fuck is the addy, cry to yo daddy
Act like it’s smoke and I’ll come with Cadi
Kids from the bakeland just tryna be happy
I’m never cappin Don’t do no talking
my voice in the attic my body bout to acting
Yo carts are plastic, mine is the certified certified platinum
You are so fake snitchy nine gone rat some
If that ever happened to me you know I’m gone take out a ransom
Like fuck that’s so random, how could you do that to all of your family
Yo mother should have gone with the plan B
I know this old news but this the type shit I’m not standing
How’s this for bars, the shit that I’m planning
Will I get signed? I just never know I just never know
Don’t wanna go Don’t wanna go
Act like it’s smoke Act Like’s smoke
I’m treating 2020 like’s it’s 2016
When everything be funny and we still get high off green
Tetrahidracanna only work for certain things
I can see why you got lean but it’s always fuck a bean
Selling cans in my coup
20’s in the loop,
Flip em now they 40’s to the droop
Get out coup
Where the fuck my soup
Aight fuck my soup
Lighters to the roof
Rockstar fuck a booth
I don’t want a roof unless I drive with boof
Don’t want see my tooth
I see my truth (I see my truth)
Fuck ass for surely screaming he hurting
All over tweeting in home with closed curtain
You is just dirty mold on yo face that’s for certain
I’m a ask gunna if I get burkin
(That’d be some flames)
(That’d be some flames)
(That’d be some flames)