[Verse]
-couple mill
They say that I'm poppin' like grease, but I say I'm poppin' like a pill
Just that nigga posted on the block with the [?]
But they really wanna kill, wanna kill, wanna drill, yeah, ay
Used to have the [?], I ain't have the new shoes
Used to rob food, now I drip like Ragú
Every day my birthday, that's what the cake do
Call me an alien, stars in my roof
And if I could run off why the fuck would I pay?
Cross a nigga on a lick, I'ma hiss like a snake do
Got a dick in my stick, nigga this a gay tube
I ain't fightin' no man, bitch I'ma Drac' dude
Do not diss me, not a regular rapper
Left his key in ignition so I had to jack him
If he want a brick, bitch you know I'ma tax him
He was tough on computers so I had to hack him
Got a lil' booty bitch and her [?] distracting me
He cap like he reach, but he really ain't havin' shit
Used to fight not shoot you can call me a graduate
And just like a mummy, you know that we wrappin' shit
Ayy, poured a four in the Sprite, now I'm high
In the club and I'm screamin' "fuck the other side"
Perky got me out my body, thought a nigga died
-and I came up from nothing, now a nigga livin' large
I made 'bout a hunnid some K in a week
NyQuil in my clip, I'ma put 'em to sleep
He gon' have his own clothing, put him on a tee
And my gun got a bra 'cause it got double D's
-couple mill
They say that I'm poppin' like grease, but I say I'm poppin' like a pill
Just that nigga posted on the block with the [?]
But they really wanna kill, wanna kill, wanna drill, yeah, ay
Used to have the [?], I ain't have the new shoes
Used to rob food, now I drip like Ragú
Every day my birthday, that's what the cake do
Call me an alien, stars in my roof
And if I could run off why the fuck would I pay?
Cross a nigga on a lick, I'ma hiss like a snake do
Got a dick in my stick, nigga this a gay tube
I ain't fightin' no man, bitch I'ma Drac' dude
Do not diss me, not a regular rapper
Left his key in ignition so I had to jack him
If he want a brick, bitch you know I'ma tax him
He was tough on computers so I had to hack him
Got a lil' booty bitch and her [?] distracting me
He cap like he reach, but he really ain't havin' shit
Used to fight not shoot you can call me a graduate
And just like a mummy, you know that we wrappin' shit
Ayy, poured a four in the Sprite, now I'm high
In the club and I'm screamin' "fuck the other side"
Perky got me out my body, thought a nigga died
-and I came up from nothing, now a nigga livin' large
I made 'bout a hunnid some K in a week
NyQuil in my clip, I'ma put 'em to sleep
He gon' have his own clothing, put him on a tee
And my gun got a bra 'cause it got double D's
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