Pure Colombia

I cant trust these niggas, throw some water on em,
They say 'Go to Hell, ' Okay I know the owner,
Strip clubs gettin old all the strippers hoein,
All these bitches think they dimes , watch me flip a coin,
Thank You Jesus, My dogs is off the leashes,
Had to leave my spanish bitch cause she was startin to get suspicious,
Tell The Beef I mean business, suit and tie nigga
You and all your dogs can get euthanize nigga
Trigger happy nigga, I just cant stop smiling
Thank God Im fly, I had to thank my pilot
You think youre calling shots, you got the wrong number
I love Benjamin Franklin more than his own mother
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
And I dont want no throw back pussy, man fuck these pussy-
Ass niggas, I lay back and ash Swishers
My new shoes is ass-kickers, she drink cum like she had hiccups
Rest In Peace to my last victim
We be passing blunts, they be passing judgement
5 blunts of that strong, call that strength in numbers
AKs with Chiquitas, you shell-shocked like Adidas
Whoever find your body, finders keepers, yeah
Its that pure Colombia
Cause soon as the bitch tasted it her tongue was numb
Its loaded, so I just let her jump the gun
Its that Dedication 5 and another one, I love it!
Tunechi
Yeah, free Scooter, Im outchea
Lets get it
I done lost a couple hoes but Im still a pimp
This change of face on my Rollie, shout out Lil Kim
Park my cars in front my house like I aint got no garage
Just looking for a bitch to stay down like Im throwing knives
Mac so paid we bout to start calling him MacIntosh,
I really beat that pussy up them niggas shadow box
These niggas sending threats, Im a start sending hits
Bring me his head, so I can make sure its him
Its lonely at the top, its lonely at the top
I think Im bout to jump, niggas phony as a prop
Aint nothing on me but this chop, turn you, your homies into slop,
Put your brains all over the window, people passing window shop
Like ugh, this that pure Columbia
Its just us, fuck the rest we got insomnia
Most likely I done fucked that bitch thats laying under ya
She said she trying to see me, bitch thats Stevie Wonderful
You better, mind your business, hitman with a hit list
YMCMB, the world is ours, seconds minutes
Im a movie motherfucker, camera man, are you getting this?
Burning blunts like bridges, turn up, missing
Ahhhhh
We out here with that work, clean these niggas selling remix we got clean work
Kill everybody yall gone need a limousine hearse
You see Im armed like a fucking short sleeve shirt!
D5, what up five?
Yeah