Set Da Trend - Hazard Lights Pt III

{intro}
It's setty, wait
It's setty, bitch
I promise i'm not a bad guy, i promise (hardheaded, baby)
I just do what i want

{chorus}
Gun on my body, i ain't tryna die, you dumb? (huh?)
Never put on for the guys, you dumb? (huh?)
Not from the rey', what block you from?
I ain't muhammad ali
I ain't with the boxin', but i'ma box him up
Flockin' for nazzy, you know how i'm comin'
They say i ran on jayrip, you buggin'
Spin through the eight, got 'em duckin' they muffins (had 'em duckin')
Setty a demon, he dump it in broad day (grrah)
Spin through the fourth, we gon' blitz it in four ways
Niggas be happy off leg shots (like, what?)
I put the g to his dreadlocks
Dray get to singin', bed rock
He talkin' money, he dead popped
Y'all don't got money for real

{verse}
I had money way before the deal
I'ma rap and still take a deal (baow)
They done forgot what i did (what?)
On the six, i was aimin' for wigs (wigs)
Hop out the v tryna run, you a dumb-ass (dumb-ass)
He gon' die in a blink when the gun blast (huh?)
In the field, that's where all the fun at (huh?)
Face shot, like, how you gon' come back? (what? huh?)
I know y'all niggas don't want that (what?)
Kidnap his kid and do him like sonny (what?)
I got him lookin' like, "where is my son at?" (ah, ah)
Talkin' that shit, but i been there, done that (ah)
Bullets gon' chase you, you better run fast
Where the fuck you gon' go or hide? (what?)
Know i'm comin' to seek with the creeper, surprise (creeper, creeper)
He ain't gon know where though (where though)
Doordash, bullets delivered
Hollows rippin' through his liver (liver)
I ain't say i was a killer (huh?)
Play with me, try your luck
Take you out 'fore you take me for my son
Know i'ma click it 'til it's done (uh, uh)
If i'm dyin', i'm dyin' with my gun

{chorus}
Gun on my body, i ain't tryna die, you dumb? (you dumb?)
Never put on for the guys, you dumb? (you dumb?)
Not from the rey', what block you from? (what block you from?)
I ain't muhammad ali
I ain't with the boxin', but i'ma box him up (i'ma box him up)
Flockin' for nazzy, you know how i'm comin' (you know how i'm comin')
They say i ran on jayrip, you buggin'
Spin through the eight, got 'em duckin' they muffins
Setty a demon, he dump it in broad day (grrah, grrah)
Spin through the fourth, we gon' blitz it in four ways
Niggas be happy off leg shots (like, what?)
I put the g to his dreadlocks (g to his dreadlocks)
Dray get to singin', bed rock
He talkin' money, he dead popped (he broke)
Y'all don't got money for real (y'all niggas broke)

{outro}
Suck my dick
Y'all got money 'cause y'all signed a deal, i do this for real
I was stuck in the trap, uh
Suck my dick