Mr get off them grams
Mr knock of ya man's
I graduated from dem blenders
Now I'm playing with scams
All about the money even sell a bitch for them bands
Take it to you anywhere except on the gram
Can't do hand to hands
Took a pic of my man's
If my junkie tell on me swear to god imma blam
Stand up nigga anywhere except for that stand
Ahh!
Fuck!
Shit!
Damn!
Turn a Ja into a Kobe
That's a twelve to twenty four
All that mean is a half day to a whole
A one on one doubled up before it got sold
Still posting guns on the gram swear to god that you bold
Ya old lady keep on calling me she must be itching
Recipes, I done ran it up straight out the kitchen
Tender dick, you done fell in love with all Dese bitches
Tailban, I done fall in love wit all these switches
Big shit gon blow yo house down just like the wolf, now the nigga soul took
I'm the type of Nigga get da paper no book
Ally-ooping all these bitches to the gang no look
She see I'm getting money it's all in my walk
She ask me what's a jawn she like how I talk
Lil bro shooting from trae like he on the hawks
Serving on the playground just a stick and rocks
Keep that dog and its white call me a family guy
She said wen you fuck me look me ln my eyes
Told her I might take yo soul do you wanna die
Bitch arch yo back idk you im trying break yo spine
Speaking of raw I gotta hit my dawg
Naw fr, I need some isotol
Don't buy no grams it's cheaper by the ball
No hand to hands done served through bathroom stalls
Aye
I done seen some crackheads fighting on some rocky shit
I asked two bitches for a threesome on some cocky shit
Then we did it
Chrome heart fitted tee and valabassas is the denim
Told her if she fuck the team then she fucking With the winners
Told her if she fuck just me imma buy her nails and dinner
Pray to God before I sleep because I know I'm out here sinning
She said she wanna have my seed don't got the heart to raise no children
Oh lord
I dealt with death up in my past that shit still hurt me
I seen him die up off the drugs the fetty earth them
Nah fr
I done lost like twenty pounds I needa slow down off them pills
I wanna visit choppy grave but that shit still give me chills
My brother died while we was beefing and it only been a year
Imma gun junkie bussing shots give me a thrill
Damn
Damn
Damn
Damn
Damn
Damn so what's the plan?
The Nigga backdoored you he supposed to be ya mans
So is you gon do him is you hopping out the van
The nigga nothing to me imma goat and he a lamb