223 bullets they cuttin like deck of cards
Yo bitch on my dick I won't take her far
I'm throwing these packs feel just like Brett Farve
These rappers be cappin I'm pulling they cards
My songs be better than niggas in Stu's
Riding wit jai that boy a loose screw
I'm chasing this money got no time for you
Wipe a nigga nose
ACHOO
Whoa bless me
Yea
A nigga just sneezed
Glock on my hip I'm dying to squeeze
I don't wanna fuck
Get on to knees
A young nigga all about getting that bread
Crashed da whip and I hit my head
But it's all cool cuz a nigga not dead
I made this cuz a nigga not dead
I made this cuz a nigga not dead
I made this cuz a nigga not dead
Yea
I made this cuz a nigga not dead
I made this cuz a nigga not dead
Gone
SIKE
I keep a glock I keep a pipe
Lay a nigga down goodnight
I'm never scared stay ready to fight
You talking that shit just know it's on sight
Im high inna sky feel just like a kite
Sippin on mudd then lean like a bike
I feel like a pitcher cuz I got 3 strikes
Slice a nigga up he got 3 stripes
All day I dream about sex
When I'm in bed I keep me a tec
Thought he was safe cuz he had a vest
That bitch was for fashion I layed him to rest