Foot On They Neck ft. Hunxho Lyrics

Can't do the fish bowls even strikers get tinted

Scream fuck the law, free my dawgs yeah I miss them,

Blowin' moon rock, I'm on Mars for a minute

Wood full opps, catch a cloud, I inhale it

Shoot at the clouds, they rebound and I'm killin

Givin' free shots like a friendly bartender

Shots all around, we ain't passin' out liquor

Quit in the streets, you get dizzy, keep spinnin'

I call her boo, she wanna go, Jazz Fenton

Green, I'm shootin like Danny out the roof of the Phantom,

Glock with extension, Clip the size of the remote,

I caught them home flickin' through channels

I get you lit, like the candle

Want all the smoke, like a chimney

Slide down yo shit, think it's Santa

Get in the crib on my Grinch shit

Steal yo life, bitch, we not thinkin' bout presents

Hollows gone eat yo lil' flesh up, cannibalism

Name the blick, Hannibal Lecter

Talkin' in code while I'm blowed

See that I'm stoned and I kinda feel like Rosetta

Name, not Aretha, bitch I can respect ya

You know you a runner, track star, and etc

Swear I won't chase ya, don't need to chase liquor

Runnin' for love and I'm all let it catch up

Blowin' on flame shit,

Roll me a wood out a opp and I faced it

Mr. Crab money, you watchin' like Plankton

Pop a do magic, I feel like Chris Angel

It's not a rabbit, bunny ears, on the Draco

Clam, you a demon, get sent to the angels

Clot what you chasin', I make you famous

Not finna fade you, I'm tryna shave you

Bald like Kurt Angle, foot on they neck

All they saw was my ankle

Bricks off the crib, one by one like a Jenga

5ive drop a four in the field, with my niggas

Feelin' like Brady, I see that they blitz'n

Don't call the audible , bullets won't miss him

I see the snake tryna slitter

Glock with the silncer, soon like its hissin

Drum on the rod, but we not goin' fish

Shit feel like Port Zingas, bitch, I'm Chris Thappen

Shoot like the Mavericks, but not from Dallas

Sleepin' on pallets, cousin' at grandma's

Section 8 crib, where, first gave us shelter

My brother keeping' my mama protected

He gotta be gang, you knew he can't help it

For me do the slammer, I shoot for my family

Someone pick his head up, gon' clean that mess up

Can't do the fish bowls even strikers get tinted

Scream fuck the law, free my dawgs yeah I miss them,

Blowin' moon rock, I'm on Mars for a minute

Wood full opps, catch a cloud, I inhale it

Shoot at the clouds, they rebound and I'm killin

Givin' free shots like a friendly bartender

Shots all around, we ain't passin' out liquor

Quit in the streets, you get dizzy, keep spinnin'

Can't let em play me, can't let em slave me

You gone think you my hero, so I can't let you save me

Headed towards greatness, yellow brick road what I'm takin',

Since niggas ain't take it they hatin',

Know I ain't hatin',

We get it poppin' like bacon, yo manz get it too, it's contagious

No, we ain't waitin',

Bro know we roll with them bangers, like a trap house, you know when we bangin'

I got connections, who know where you dangle

Bitch, I don't wrestle, my name not Kurt Angle

Bitch, Look like Snukkie, her real name was Angel

Fucked on that bitch, then she felt where I came from

Came in with nothing, I'm leavin' with somethin', I won't give you nothin', cause that's what I came from

Ain't no discussion, we catchin' in public, them bullets eruptin', my hand a volcano

I rep the game, free all my niggas in chains

Still with this shit, it ain't changed

Niggas be lame, how they speak down on my name

When our money, not the same

I rep the game, rip to my niggas in graves

Still with this shit, it ain't changed

Nigga, you lame, how you speak down on my name

When our money, not the same

I can't complain,

They ain't come up with me

Now they gotta figure out, how I came up with it

First I down, then a nigga came up 50

Got these niggas mad, cause I really don't fuck with them

Since I went to get, I stopped dreamin' of the hunnits

Counting new hunnits, do it each and every mornin'

Now I smoke weed, drink lean when I want it

If the bitch ever down for the team, I don't want her

Runoff, with a sack, ain't no bringin' it back

Give me a L, you gon' take that shit back

Eye for a eye, rob me, I'm robbin' you back,

Let the drum go, a ratty tat tat

Bitch, I been through it, 3.57

I blew it, if the feds look into it, I'm movin

187, no we, ain't sleepin' on homies

Pickin' up shells, drop bodies

Can't do the fish bowls even strikers get tinted

Scream fuck the law, free my dawgs yeah I miss them,

Blowin' moon rock, I'm on Mars for a minute

Wood full opps, catch a cloud, I inhale it

Shoot at the clouds, they rebound and I'm killin

Givin' free shots like a friendly bartender

Shots all around, we ain't passin' out liquor

Quit in the streets, you get dizzy, keep spinnin'