Timm Burden Radio - Screwface (feat. Young O.G.Y.T.)

Screw face
Watch you mouth screw up their face in here mon
Screwing you're face up at who
Watch him
Maaaann listen
All that screwface shit'll getcha is bullets and gunsmoke
Talk them now
Big 30's
7.62's by 39's nigga
Bumble clot
Switches all that shit nigga we ain't playing no games
You'll be casket fresh around this bitch you dig

Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real sh*t son they don't want beef
I cock that aim that shit out the window spraying every shell up in my heat.
Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son they don't want beef
I cock that aim that shit out the window spraying every shell up in my heat

When that nigga ran up I thought I was dead meat
A whole clip later he didn't even shoot me
Not once not a graze wound
Put that on his head stone
I put that on me I ain't stopping 'til his head gone
I put that on the g when I shot'em I thought his head was gone
From the back seat choppers chop you know my aim strong
Fuck leave it alone I'm in my zone
Plus my team strong
All of got heaters if don't we gone beat'em
Hot n ready round this bitch
Like a Lil Caesars pizza
I put that on me I done shot a lot of them
Niggas been snitching cpd can vouch for them
I catch'em I'mma stretch'em on the g that's all I got for him
Any nigga standing right beside'em or behind'em
They getting what he got
A clip full of problems
I'mma problem with a solver
Tell me who want problems
I'mma problem with a solver
Tell me who want problems

Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son they don't want beef
I cock that aim that shit out the window spraying every shell up in my heat
Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real sh*t son they don't want beef
I cock that aim that shit out the window spraying every shell up in my heat

You wanna be the man nigga that's okay
I ride with the pole like I had no faith
Never get caught in a casual place
Imma take a shit like a bathroom break
Imma get dough boy stack yo cake
Even if I gotta come and crack that safe
Fashion statement strap with a Ak 7.62 smack yo face
Everybody talk and they hard as fuck
Then turn around and narc on us
I smell money ain't far from us
I woke up in this Armored truck
Hammer on the side imma carpenter
Get a opp fucked up when the glock erupt
Soft as fuck nigga y'all not tough
Robbing everybody and I shot yo plug
All that I do get money no sleeping
Shark in the pool don't swim in the deep end
Hope he don't move or the tek gone crease'em
45 cool but the fn decent
Block kinda hot need a fan outside
Whole lot of guns in a van outside
Know we got drums like a band my guy
Wait a minute damn I'm high
I will never answer why
Go against the grain better plan to die
I will never answer why
Go against the grain better plan to die

Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son they don't want beef
I cock that aim that shit out the window spraying every shell up in my heat
Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real sh*t son they don't want beef
I cock that aim that shit out the window spraying every shell up in my heat

Written by:
Timothy Penn

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