Pyrex - Gunplay

I’m next, jumpin out the pyrex

I’m crooked I’m cookin up a cookie

My turn, now watch the fire burn (jumpin out the pyrex)

I’m crooked I’m cookin up a cookie

He crooked, he cookin, crackers couldn’t book 'em

Hand to hand grams even when a van lookin

A mobster a monster choppin ten cookies

While these old heads lookin like some god damn rookies

My soldier rag, my soldier gloves, soldier mask

I just be bombin with my soldier ass

No booth play, my troops boots laced

Kick a snake nigga in his 2 face

Jumpin out the beaker, runnin down a tweaker

Got the cuban link blink look there go the ether

Crack cocaine mang thats no thang

Choppin on them boulders with big boulders on my rang

Dang

Hey playboy, I got the pyrex and yay boy

Feelin like santa on a sleigh boi

Forever paid, swamp thang up out the everglades

Coldhearted everyday like a december day

Chopper taller than a midget powder on my digi

Bitches wanna know ill show you how to get these digits

Bound to get these riches, down to kill these snitches

100 rounds of these blitzs

Ceritfied murder ride, thats that shit you heard about

Got to see the shit yourself you can’t rely on word of mouth

This turf is mine, I’m in the paint turpentine

Lookin at my rollie its the perfect time