Javeth - thugs and hooligans

I think I lost my mind
Around the same time
I put my fucking life on the line
And my luck has ran up
Reputation is fucked
I got these M16s for these 6 teens, aged 16
So I can hear all you chickens go cluck
I'm in a black hoodie, black pants, black shoes
So you can't identify me when your face black and blue
All because a nigga wanna be cool
But it's too late now, I'm coming for you
Locked doors ain't holding me back from killing you
Let me do what I gotta do
Cause I might meltdown and you won't have a clue
What hit you
Oh, a crowbar from my trunk
Same place I keep Sally, Steve, and Chucky Chuck
I'm doing 80 on the freeway
Thinking about a threeway
With Zendaya and Ari Grande
What more can I say?
I'm influenced by the shit I see on the news
So I'll go imitate it on some jews
Blow your house down with your two kids inside
Screaming "help help help"
Aw, I'll see you little fuckers in hell
Cause I'm not holding back anymore
I'm looking for gore
Oh, don't believe me?
Hold on real quick, I'll be back from the gun store
You want anything?
Fucking bitch
We them thugs and hooligans, thugs and hooligans
The street full of thugs and hooligans, thugs and hooligans

Written by:
Javeth Padilla

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