Yo bitch wanna fuck me up in a coupe
These rappers be talking them niggas just foo
AK-47,
I might shoot yo roof
This rap shit make me mad I might shoot the booth
Like FL, who you pluggin?
He got a stick,
Nigga no you doesn't
I turn this rap shit into something
You turn this rap shit into nothing
These niggas some fake niggas Robitussin
I keep me a Glock
Nigga
For the fuck of it
You niggas not outside in the streets
Been through so much pain man this shit is deep
Nigga I'm off that crack,
Nigga like a tree
Yo bitch getting cracked,
Nigga she a treash
Y'all niggas some lames
I see it
There is no game
I peep it
A nigga was six acting like a demon
I catch me a opp pack now I'm chiefing
You supposed to be my mans
Y'all fake
Catch you in traffic
Boy you getting baked
There's a body on the floor get the yellow tape
(B-Body on the floor get the yellow tape)
Yeah
Things getting grim like Billy and Mandy
I fuck she gon need a Plan B
In here with Pxrcs we gon need a Grammy
My bitch got a stick equipped like a lil tranny
Codeine the cup with a Fanta
Pole in my house like a fucking dancer
Wipe him off of the tee
Put him on a banner
I'm on Tor Browser
Like a fucking scammer
Nut in her face
Fuck about my manners
Watch how I'm coming off
Slatt, Slatt, Slatt
Running up pussy get
Back, Back, Back
He keep a stick know that's
Cap, Cap, Cap
He tried to diss me get wacked
Dirty ass nigga smoke Blacks
Stick on my side love to act up
Run up boy you gon get macked up
Silly lil bitch