Miniboo with a Glock 23
AR-15
Choppa make a nigga sing
What you say Chop?
Dick, dick
And that Lee *, bitch
Dick, dick, dick
* it, bitch, I'm thug
Gettin' the Glock, I'm tug, tug
Up it, I knock it, muff it
End of discussion
I don't do no fuckin' cuffin'
I * the cousin
She say that my dick is lovely
I think she love me
Hit him with a dry gag, time out, I'll be gone
You sayin' you'll kill a lil' nigga,
you flossin' And just like the pizza,
I want me some toffins
And if it's a problem,
you know I'ma solve it Buck in your seat,
bitch,
I'm ready to drill you
And just like a ghost,
I give you the chills Bitch,
I'm deep in that water,
they call me a seal
He was speakin' on me,
somehow he got killed I'm like,
ooh,
I be goin' cool,
I might have to rob you
Pull up where that nigga work,
shoot him through the drive-thru And don't speak up on my name,
nigga,
I advise you
I'll shoot a bullet through your head,
right between your fuckin' eyes,
bitch I got a tool on me,
handy-mandy,
that bitch dancin'
I'm like a squirrel,
bitch,
I want me a nut,
just call me Sam On Halloween,
I was robbin' the kids for they candy Now I grew up
hittin' licks in these niggas that can't stand me
Ayy,
drop,
top,
chop,
bitch,
I knock back,
top I broke a bitch's spinal cord when I
gave a back shot I put a nigga on fire,
that's if he talkin' to the cops
Top of how many bodies you got,
bitch,
I got a lot I put the park up in my handy so you know I'm gettin'
sealed I leave your body in the old town road just like I'm Billy Bitch,
I'm Gucci down now,
a nigga used to shop at Tilly's And all these
pamper-ass hoes really out here feelin' shitty,
yeah,
yeah
That's how you feel,
I'm on the block with a steel I'm in
the club and I'm runnin' these hoes,
this * feel like it's track and field
If you talkin' about the Cripples and homie,
I been doin' this * for years What's the price on me?
All this ice on me, this * got me up on chill
Ridin' through your city with your bitch,
get my dick,
sub Biker's countin' on the combo,
we gettin' big,
* Big B and Chai,
and I ain't never got my *,
top
I heard them niggas talkin' smoke,
well,
bitch,
you know that * Before I work it out with a bitch,
I do a sit,
top Fart into his mouth,
I gun him down like he can't get,
top I heard the opps talkin',
I know how to close they lips,
top This * get personal,
I put his mama in the pits,
top I farted on my side,
choppa on the left,
stomach Please don't judge me,
all this weed and beef,
get the best,
stomach Heard you got a type of bad bitches,
but your bitch chubby I can be the ugliest nigga in the room,
your bitch is thick
I heard you got no cash,
you on a low budget You payin' for that ass,
you got a whole budget
You get into it with your hoe because your hoe buckin'
I teach that bitch a little polite,
just have a toe touchin'
What the *?
No, I don't want no *
Bitch!
Jay!
Jay!
Jay!
Jay! Jay! Jay! Jay! Jay! Jay! Jay!