Ball Cap DBangz

[Verse 1]
Yo, stop it
I'm taking watches out the pockets
For my niggas who ain't got it
And I still don't make a profit
Wait, I'll flip it, and buy a honda civic
Fuck a critic
She listen to my music I don't ask her for the digits
Goddamn, another she in my life
The last one left
She lowkey still be in my life
Give me the key to my house
'Cause Imma need it tonight
We don't meet, but she in my eyelids when I'm sleeping at night

Got the style sharper than a knife slice
Ride motorbikes with dykes
It's fine, go ahead and pull that plug on my lifeline
Don't leave me lifeless
Afraid to go to that high place, but not being righteous
I be in that seventh circle if it does exist
I'm dropping sixes like the 6ers vs the fucking Knicks
Clinching spliffs the size of telescopes and ice the wrist
Down to 40 ounces biggest rock to swallow finds a sip
Then I go to sleep, after checking lyrics
Making sure I didn't skip a beat
'Cause god forbid my lyrics ain't really sound as sweet
Most people listen that others know I need counselling