Michael Myers DaBoii (Ft. Lil Bean & ZayBang)

[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Tired
Tired of all these niggas talkin' hard, but ain't slidin'
I ain't hard to find, lookin' for me, I be slammin'
I can really pull up space coupe, I be glidin'
You can damn near tell a nigga fu' from his diamonds
She gon' do anything I tell her, call me Simon
If I let off shots, that nigga Zay, he right behind me
Gorilla on my back, but got the heart of a lion
Think I'm a nice guy, but I'm really Michael Myers

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Think I'm a nice guy, but, bitch, I'm Michael, though
Shoot this bitch with one hand, but this a rifle, though
Ain't go argue with you, get your nigga, ain't gon' fight a ho
Give it to her rough, I got her cryin', but she like it, though
Every time that pack touch down, I get excited, bro
I told lil' baby she can keep her 'Gram, but she can't like a post
Put my strappy down, put up my dukes and get my Tyson on
Yeah, where I grew up, it was rough, but I'm a diamond, though
Boy, don't make me grab that chop and make it sing 'til it's the highest note
That deal you got ain't even worth a mil', the fuck you sign it for?
I just put a scopey on my ah, I'm tryna find you, bro
Yeah, still gamble with my life, I throw my dice and roll
Them niggas tried to snake me in my sleep, but I was wide awoke
Bet when I up that gleeky with that flash, I bet he strike a pose
Pull a skit up over here, wouldn't even try it, bro
And I got this shit up on my sleeve, ain't gotta write a song, nigga