Just hit a good play
I ain't no rapper
I wish he would weigh
I ain't no rapper
I ain't no rapper
I'm bussin bows
Used to be broke at my lowest
I still use to make it shake
You cuffin hoes I'm cuffing hunnids and twenty's I sold him a pound of shake
Now It's exotic my bitch bad but she from the projects
My nigga still whip in the Pyrex
And I use to trap out apartments
I use to get it and go like I run track for Ghana
Niggas go get a strap and don't know how to act n get to posting pictures like osama
Ion post guns I keep a bankroll and I clutch some for the drama
Just hit a good play and I sent it all to my kids and my baby mama
I wish he would weigh try bring it back boy no returns I ain't none of yo patna
Walk on it
I ain't no rapper just know how to talk on it
Get it cheaper if you get a lot off of me
She a creamer ok come lick it off of me
Booty stoopid and she throwing it flawlessly
I hit fa all she was offering baby get off of me I gotta go
Get to the money I get it like offerings I need it all then I need me summo
I'm bussin bows
used to be broke at my lowest
I still use to make it shake
You cuffin hoes I'm cuffing hunnids and twenty's I sold him a pound of shake
He should've known you gotta bust it open when coping it from outta state
These ain't the lows and it's some sticky
Might have to come shop wit me outter space
I had the dream since a young in to ball
Use to run in the street now im runnin the street wit my dawg
I might run in her sheets like a dawg
Grip her neck grab her weave I'm a dawg
Beat a bitch from the back end
I'm slim but I'm packin
I make a hoe leap like a frog
Conversations wit bosses I'm cutting my losses
No sleep I don't need adderrall
I ain't poppin no pills that ain't really my speed
But I'm grinding my teeth like a hog
I'm at school wit a p on the hall
Put you under my feet if I fall
You my bitch and I love you but I need the paper I really don't need you at all
Told my dawg fo I wait on a nigga to pay ima bust me a p
I'm bussin bows
used to be broke at my lowest
I still use to make it shake
You cuffin hoes I'm cuffing hunnids and twenty's I sold him a pound of shake
Now It's exotic my bitch bad but she from the projects
My nigga still whip in the Pyrex
And I use to trap out apartments
I use to get it and go like I run track for Ghana
Niggas go get a strap and don't know how to act n get to posting pictures like osama
Ion post guns I keep a bankroll and I clutch some for the drama
Just hit a good play and I sent it all to my kids and my baby mama
I wish he would weigh try bring it back boy no returns I ain't none of yo patna
I ain't no rapper