FB, crazy
* it, I feel like they just got the whole beat
FB producing all the heat
Like the old days
I know that boy at Mark, I can see it all in his eyes
It's time to *** blocks and go, he was not ready to slide
You either over here or over there, bitch you better pick a side
We done spent they blocks so much, got him scared to come outside
Why the * the opps always flying through, shooting at the sky
If you want a nigga to die, then you gotta do it right
Niggas crashing out, getting that * confused with being tough
I am not a regular rapper, bitch I'm not Lil Pump
Might just * around, and pull a love, shawty punk
How the * you fall in love with that bitch, her pussy bump
The other homie hit, and he said it was skunk
The only good thing, she got junk in her trunk
When I hopped up in the coupe, that * went faster than a bitch
I told the nigga about some *, that nigga went and told the bitch
Crying in the police car, I think this nigga about to sniff
That nigga suck, when he around, nobody talk about no skits
How you call yourself a pimp?
Nigga, you barely broke one bitch
Nigga, tell the same story
That nigga only pulled one skit
Bitch, I can bump, * it, get new bitch
You ain't never got no chili, bitch, you need to find a trick
Bitch, you got a trophy up
When you pull up on me, better * it up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Better do your stuff
I wanna see you act like a slut
This nigga came outside without the pistol
What the *, do you wanna die?
I just * a nigga, bitch, sparked a leaf
Naked my morning ride, she hopped on my dick
And rode it like a motorcycle
I used to look up to him, now here, bitch
That boy is not my idol, playing with my chips
* get spooky, just like Michael Myers
Nigga said they hate me, well pull up, set the block on fire
How the * you not snitching?
So black and white lying?
I decide, getting this whacked up on the shirts
But ain't no homies dying?
What the * is that about?
That a opp fell up in his dorm, we gon' pack him out
Get up in the pussy, do the most, cause I'm measured out
I'm bad at an eddy type, niggas, I can't be around
I know that nigga Mark, I can see it all in his eyes
You are not the one to shoot, you the one that always drives
Acting like a programmer, stop it, you smoke spice
Status not water on your chain, them are SIs
If you pulling up, bitch, I better have my best
Kind of jail, it get tricky
*, I have to make the best
F'ing in on me, ain't got time to throw a left right
Johnny's got up on me, had to make a left, then a right
Puffing on some cookies, when I wear all blue, I feel like Tookie
Tired brain, kipper, last nigga was a rookie
I'm on the edge with a chopper, wish a nigga would try to push me
I heard you ran when they pulled up, you pussy
He pulled up to the hood with a AP, we took it
We gon' put the nigga in a leaf, and puff him
We don't give a * about no beef, that ain't nothing
Might just * around, spend a rack on some kicks, that ain't nothing
Might just * around and take your bitch, she ain't nothing
If I put the Henny in my system, it get ugly
Way too tricky, I don't know what to do
For a bong bitch to touch me