ImOnTeeVee - Spazz Out (feat. diehardpink)

My nigga just pass me the strap
And I'll spazz out
Don't got no patience
For these little niggas
They couldn't catch up
So I just call them crash outs
Guess it's time
I just start talking my shit
Better start praying
Cause I am not playing
Ya life not a movie
Turned that to a skit
We got them chops
We'll pop out to your show
Blueberry dot
Put a tag on your toe
Put a bag on your head
Better watch that back door
Slide down your block
Bitch it's looking like Christmas
Green and red beams
Just incase you ain't get the bar
Green and red beams
So you know we don't miss shit
Split shit
Rip shit
He end up missing
Tossed in the lake
Told the opps to go fish him
He couldn't make it home
Shot that boy in his dome
Three dap the bros
For completing the mission
Hop on this track
With diehardpink
Climbed to the top
With this rockstar dream
Your girl heard my music
Turned her to a fien
No we don't play fair
You shouldn't stay there
Get shot with the opps
If you think you can hang there
Get shot with them
Thank you for dropping that lo
No room for snitching
Bitch you gotta go
You talking that shit
We gon shoot at your head
I got too many opps outside
We finna bag
Me and young teevee
We finna go to the top
I don't like that way that she talk
And she like the way
That I might give her this dick
She might come to me
For the seconds
I take xtc
Bitch I'm in Heaven
In my bag
I keep me a weapon
I don't fuck with
These lil bitty haters
Get your quap
Lil bitch get your paper
Cut that lil bitty boy like a taper
I don't smoke on no wood
I smoke vaper
What you know
Lil bitch get out the way
Wanna say it
Just say to my face
They gon lie to you
Say that they fuck with you
She gon lie to you
Say she in love with you
I remember
When niggas was broke
Now I make
Ten x all your salary
They gon lie to you
Say that they proud of you
All these niggas
Just lying again

Written by:
Rah'mere Butler

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