giveuppulp - CATCH MY BREATH (feat. candy cigarettes)

(Candy cigarettes)
Lemme catch my breath
Strap at the prez with attachments that
Look so clean you'd be glad with death
So imma bash them heads like
(Candy cigarettes, pussy)
I don't give a fuck if it's me vs. you
I got a gun that scream for two
I turn into a serial killer without a serial figure on the strap in the glove box
And bitch, your material filler so I go and grab the one Glock
Now everybody fuckin duckin all I did was blast one shot
I call em too but never call up opps, mm
Unless we gon bait em like my face been and stab up cops
And every word in your tracks you been sayin verbatim
And all you been doin is take em no changes
I heard that verse
And I heard that that verse was in someone else words
(Yo, yo)
You ain't gettin respect, I put yo tongue on the curb
Man, I fuck up yo fit gettin blood on the shirt
Man, I fuck up yo clique with the guts on the dirt
Man, I tuck up the clip but the cuts gonna hurt
Man, I hate all the numbers that I see up on the page
And then I add it all up, bitch I'm feelin estranged
And nothin pay off or stay up wit a take off so I'm teamin wit rage
Mm, I said I'm feelin strange, you don't think so
I got bodies on me like a mink coat
I got invited to a function but they only got drinks though
I got invited to a function so I guess I gotta bring coke
And I don't fuckin share so if you tryna help yourself I'll put you in a sink hole
So try and help yourself out but I don't think so
Lemme catch my breath
Strap at the prez with attachments that
Look so clean you'd be glad with death
So imma bash them heads
Smack up the prez
(Yuh)

Written by:
giveuppulp, pulp t

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