Cupcakke - Image lyrics

[Intro] Dont look at me like that Have you ever seen a pretty face before? Well you won't You know why? Because I wear all black everything All black gloves, oh lemme see what else Oh, all black mask (mmmmm) Well lemme tell you what I want you to do I want you to go get every f**ing bullet you ever f**ing had Go get it! Hurry up and go get it! Because by the time I'm done with you Your gonna need a motherf**ing halo mate! [Verse 1] Yo, You gone end up in a cemetery I'm a shoot the scene like I'm Tyler Perry Got Mariah with me with a duffle bag so you never know what we f**ing carry I'm a come through with my homies Yo whole hood finna know me They wanna f** me up I start squaring up I said "come on n***a just show me" Them bullets flying like eagles I'm a shoot a n***a no free throw I stay thirsty to catch bodies So you know I gotta f**ing P bro Pop a n***a in the mouth like D-low What you say? You can't breathe joe Mollywhopped again took yo oxygen Them 40's still wet it like J-Lo You better come correct when you see me Cause I'll take ya sh** like I'm Stevie See I'm Stevie J with them bullet trays Like Joseline you gone need me Got cold blood of k**ers not speedy Godzilla I hang with them dealers but I'm the top driller I am a go getter, be going Godzilla Moonwalk on your grave I'm a call that sh** Thriller [Hook] This not no gimmick , b**h this is my image You f** with me like Rosemary baby I'll leave you timid This not no gimmick , b**h this is my image You f** with me like Rosemary baby I'll leave you timid [Post-Hook] Got you wet, got you timid boy I got you timid boy Ski mask , black gloves, my image boy I got you timid boy, timid boy Ski mask, black gloves, my image boy [Verse 2] Man down why you on the block selling dope You see me coming like Ray Charles with a telescope You k** two of my n***as I'm k**ing four When I wipe that back just duck low I really don't f** with you f**ers Sleeping on me you'll get smothered f** around call up yo mother Like I put your son face on a plugger I need a couple entrees , pair of Lebron J's Duck tape and rope and let it be broad day All black room I can show you the shuffle Leave the room by myself, he'll be in my duffle Hit the corner store grab a bag of Ruffles Eat the chips , grab the clip then I'm back to trouble Chitown it's a motherf**in' jungle Tell you like it is we ain't even gotta mumble Like take you out the picture with one shot ,you gettin cropped Pull a trigger, play with your body like Photoshop With no doubt, the block cleared out, when I pulled out the motherf**in' Glock (Uh) n***as gotta learn at some point I'll make a n***a learn at gunpoint Spray n***as and I ain't talkin no mase Put a couple holes in yo head like a crate [Hook + Post Hook]