Blood Oath - 160 MPH! Lyrics

See, y'all don't know what it takes. I'm talking about SKILLZ
What's up? You need some candy? Huh? Can't get nothing
Wait up
Get some candy, man. You ain't got no change

Oh
Ay, Jiggle-O! What you know? Jiggle-O
Where that nigga at, man
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can jig it.

Word
Ay, listen
Don't you get your head juiced? Don't you get your clique deuce
Pull up on that 6-2", pull out with that 26"

All my dogs is vets and we finna get your crew fixed
If you ain't heard the last bars, you know you f*ckin' broke
Bend back like a bitch do. Clips out the pistol,
And have your family f*ckin' writing the letters cause they miss you

Alhamdulillah. Before I turn him in to Vishnu
That red dot off the SK, teach'em some Hindu
Don't you get your head juiced Don't you get your face popped
Ride around with that spacescrapa, I like James Bond

We ain't nun but some cursed fish in profane ponds
Sliding through the cracks of Schitt's Creek and we ain't fond
Dontchu get your neck snapped? Don't you get your life took
Yeah, you learned some shit in school. You ain't learned the right hook

Pull around your neighborhood, doin' what a slayer would
I ain't misunderstand shit you just missed underfoot
Getcho f*ckin' weight up. Give me that paper
But either way you know I'm poppin' niggas like I'm Vader

And let them niggas hold the whole mag boy the Fader
And make them niggas lose they will to live like I'm Jada
Don't you get your block ran? Don't you get your jaw stole
Press 1 if you need help on the dial tone

F*ck that. Let's keep fightin'. I'm in the slice zone
All you see is shells and a corpse like I'm Dry Bones
Don't you get your head juiced? Dontchu get your clique rolled
Y'all niggas gon' hate fog when he up in flip mode

I'm gon' pull you player card and scan a bitch code! HUH!