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They call me P and yeah I'm known to spit them rap songs
These niggas cap, so I could never tip my hat off
Phone on DND, don't like to text, don't like to chat long
Specially wit my exes, only check in if that cash call
Pull up wit my niggas, smoking gas that's out your budget
Pull up on your chick, she damn near passing out in public
Pull ups on these niggas cause they ass and I don't fuck wit
The shit that they be spittin, its too wack and lacking substance
And I aint even one of them deep niggas
I'm just a smoothy drinkin tea sipper
Tryna get my team richer
You a copy what you see nigga
Way to sloppy
Need a pedi, just to rock inside these sneaks nigga
Claim you wanna be a street nigga
So you fantasize bout riding, live a life that's make believe in ya
Till them killas in your beak and ya
Cant hide by that disguise and now ya mama gotta grieve wit ya
Uh, like what's beef?
Them killas pop up at your door like Just Eats
I roll my za try and keep it comfy
Rather focus on the hoes, but I guess that's just me
So many little niggas acting tough for what
How you bust a gun before you bust a nut
I heard you when you swearing if its up, its stuck
The only thing I'm getting up, is the bucks and fucked
Nah nah nah, though
These niggas goofy and sus
My girl drawn always trippin, got me moody as fuck
I scoop me a dutch
I'm fine just could use me a blunt
Bro we heard all of ya music, shit aint move me a budge
I'm cool with the plug
Sliding in the coupe wit the bruhs
On the way to fuck with shorties, make it do what it does
They choosy
So let em choose, they gon' choose who they want
Like I know you bought her shoes, but nigga
Who make her cum?
Its Piercey the one, since one, I done knew we the ones
Fucking private school hoes
Where they swoonin' for trump
Where the kids act black
And they start to talking back
Way before they ever ask
They assuming its us, nigga
(Just the black guy)