Lex the Hex Master - Be Gone Lyrics

Why y’all hating on my Clan need to listen here.
Abracadabra with that ratchet
Make you disappear.
Be Gone and Be gone Be gone and Be gone
Be gone and Be gone be gone and Be gone.
Why y’all hating on my Clan need to listen here.
Abracadabra with that ratchet
Make you disappear.
Be Gone and Be gone Be gone and Be gone
Be gone and Be gone be gone and Be gone.

Still wildin these bitches love it.
Memories and taking pictures of it.
Game face for my name sake
Never catch me in the same place
Same pistol in the same waist
Free throw shots and it’s game day.
Dynamite like Jay-Jay
With the brandy like Ray-Jay.
I go Banana clips A.K
No vacay grind Everyday.
I Take shade cause I’m all shine.
Stay paid and that’s all mine.
State to state while y’all online
Treat you new school niggaz like Columbine(Yeah)
Don’t mind cause I’m out of mine(Yeah)
Still color outside the lines(Yeah)
I’m the one y’all idolize
You niggaz out if time
And that’s the bottom line(Yeah)
Something you ain’t never seen.
Life you only heard about.
Liquors dark and weed is green
Crash but never burning out.
Pull up at the scene and seen everybody turning out.
Acting all important I extort the money turn around.
We can get the burners out.
Who tryna go the murder route.
Bitches in my business taking shit
Close ya fucking mouth.

Silence
Don’t say another word or there’ll will be violence.
Murder scene yellow tape and sirens.
Closed casket funerals and violins.
Silence

Silence
Don’t say another word or there’ll will be violence.
Murder scene yellow tape and sirens.
Closed casket funerals and violins.
Silence

What’s my Motha-fuckin name bitch
Say it loud the king is on his throne
Y’all on that lame shit
With them same bitches they already got this bone.
Just leave in my zone
Blink one time and then I’m gone.
Still don’t know when I’ll be back
But if you need me hit my phone.
I be on my coast to coast
Holding post
Smoking dope with multi hoes
With open clothes holding pose
When will it stop Lord only knows.
(Silence)
hustle up we just tryna get a couple bucks.
(or there’ll be violence)
Hush it is up my crew gone fuck shit up.
(yeah we still wildin)
everyday and this shit won’t never stop.
(I be profilin)
Ladies love me it’s time to get this (haaaa)
All about that dollar dollar bill.
Don’t kill my vibe I’m tryna chill.
I rep my gang and that’s foreal
Word to these weapons I conceal.
I don’t back down I crack down
On everything and out the smack down.
Gotta questions niggaz backgrounds
They all fake I clap rounds.
Don’t act wild my night
Feel the fire from my light.
I could make this your highlight
Shorty getting down that’s my type.

Why y’all hating on my Clan need to listen here.
Abracadabra with that ratchet
Make you disappear.
Be Gone and Be gone Be gone and Be gone
Be gone and Be gone be gone and Be gone.

Silence
Don’t say another word or there’ll will be violence.
Murder scene yellow tape and sirens.
Closed casket funerals and violins.
Silence

Silence
Don’t say another word or there’ll will be violence.
Murder scene yellow tape and sirens.
Closed casket funerals and violins.
Silence