FERAL (feat. Flap PeaCock)

Yup, ayy
Pack touch down then it's home run (Bitch)
Raven (Let's get it)
Ay the pack touch down then it's home run
Leadin' some warriors, call me the Shogun (Ay)
That strap that he totin' a show gun
All for the snap, knowin' he ain't gon' blow nothin' (Yup, yup)
Gas chamber the whip 'till I'm cryin' my eyes out (Bitch)
And I ain't in here with no one (Ay)
Beat up the pussy, she callin' a timeout (Yuh)
Sex game Hulk Hogan (Ay)
In the front row, pointed out your bitch
Told her get up on stage then I threw her back in
Jumped in the pit then I went ape, orangutan
Face smash, I'm attackin' (Ay)
Cocaine matched with the addy so not until 7am will I be crashin' (Ay)
The Raven ain't knowin' how to be safe
So to speak, still keep a knife and a ratchet (Bitch)
On the top of the world, I be stompin' on shit (Ay)
Ain't no way you'll be stoppin' this shit (Ay)
Boy I'm not in the mix, not unless it's a pot with another to piss
Choppin' up rocks of the sniff, can't get off of this shit
Like the Glock can't get off of my dick unless you try to rob me
And then I'll be cockin' this bitch
Let it rip, you get dropped in a ditch
Ay the pack touch down then it's home run
Leadin' some warriors, call me the Shogun
That strap that he totin' a show gun
All for the snap, knowin' he ain't gon' blow nothin'
Gas chamber the whip 'till I'm cryin' my eyes out
And I ain't in here with no one
Beat up the pussy, she callin' a timeout (Ayy)
Sex game Hulk Hogan
Say, the pack touch down, time to run it up now
I bet that shit will be gone by the fuckin' sun down
You a smart liar, sharp capper, Kung Lao
Mane was runnin' up, we seein' just how fast he runs now
I'm the type of youngin cut a ball to a ounce
You the type of youngin lose his house to the spouse
You the type to rat, mouse gettin' caught, somethin' foul
I was just in a cell, trying to get the fuck out
Youngin still fightin' charges, I ain't said shit
Youngin Lord knows life still hectic
Still makin' plays, still finessin'
Still get texts from my ex bitch my youngin
I'm still smokin' pressure, I'm pressin'
I'm gettin' ass like from Cali to Destin
These brewsters' will, is to die hard, with a fuckin' lethal weapon
So, stick, move, load clip, blick shoot
Rob you and everybody else with you
Wipe his nose, no issue, he need a tissue
Paramedics pullin' up and pickin' up the tissue
Been with the shits fool, since I was like 6 too
Youngin I be standin stall, youngin I'm 6'2
She like Flappy you a dog, baby I'm a Shih Tzu
She like Flappy you a dog, baby I'm a Shih Tzu (Ah ha)