Izaya Tiji - Hunters lyrics

Girl, what the fuck you think that ya on
I told you lay with me and we'll talk
I'm on these drugs 'till I end my life
These my blood brothers in my high
AR-15 boy, I can't fire
Yeah run it, run it up, take ya' down
Hunters they'll take you down
Yeah they'll show you that lil' fye
Yeah shooters on the wall
It get hot even when it get cold
I can shoot a nigga even when it still snow
Up this year, I ain't playin' no mo'
I was off down bad boy I had to get it on
Left a rack in the Ksubi jean
Boy they barely on
That's a fact, he a mini me
I put that nigga on
I remember I couldn't make no
Money wit' you boy
Now these nigga won't leave me alone
Racks on racks, on racks on, racks on racks
Boy that, 40 boy shit gon' shake ya' leg
She was shakin' ass, yeah (Let's go)
Racks on racks, on racks, go (Let's go)