I swear to god that y'all ain't hearing the shit I been doin
I'll pull up on your block and then I hit that boy and lose him
I don't give a fuck about that bitch cause I really got shooters
I'll pull up on your bitch she called me up I ain't recruit her (on god)
I got the shooters yeah I got the k
I shoot that boy all up in his face
Then ima skirt off up in the wraith
Yeah fuck on that bitch yeah fuck on her face
I'm fucking that bitch then I'm gon do the race
I'm fucking his hoe and he don't even know
Yeah don't even know yeah I got the flow
I got the pole and I pass it to bro
What? I pull on her tracks
I don't give a fuck yea I'm pulling it back
I'm makin a rack while I'm blowing her back
I'm blowing her back watch me make her cum fast (aye)
I do this shit so easy
I swear I do this shit so sleazy
I'ma slide on this fuckin bitch so greasy
Fuck that bitch if she try to leave me
These bitches go crazy for me they feining
Fuck that bitch then you know that I'm leaving
Pulled up on these pussys they fucking bleeding
I give him some molly if he say that he need it
I'm tired of y'all boys think that I'm feelin anemic
I'm wiping the gun down its feelin hygienic
They wanting to know how I do it so good
They asking if I roll it all up in the wood
I'm smoking as much as I possibly could
And you'd do the same but you wouldn't be good
You wouldn't be good you wouldn't be sane
You probably can't tame the thoughts in your brain
It's getting so bad your starting to think
You dont wanna live homie just wanna break
You just wanna end it get rid of it all
You thinking bout suicide up in the fall
Better not do it homie you better ball
Think about when your mom does to try to call
You don't wanna do it I promise to you
I promise to you you don't got to go through
Go find a passion commit follow through
Or you can stay sad while we take W's
It's eat or get ate don't give a fuck about you
What? I'm telling the truth