WIMMI! OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Chorus]
Whole gang on it, guess who with me
Posted on the porch, manna keep a blicky
She wanna be here, wan' get sticky
Fat ass, big tits, look like Nicki
Off of the Daniels, feeling like Ricky
Mama said I'm nothing, bitch, I'm litty
Posted with Funke up in the city
'42 hits and then we get shitty

[Post-Chorus]
Did this gang shit since a kiddy
Mama wasn't with me, papa wasn't with me
Been a lone wolf since a kiddy
Mama wasn't with me, papa wasn't with me

[Verse 1]
Guess who with me, guess who with me
Guess who, guess who, guess who's with me
Yeah, bitch, guess who's fucking with me
Bag around my head when I drive by the opps
Keep it lowkey, don't want shit with the cops
Don't want shit with the feds
'Cause their bitch give me head
They like, "Shit, what he said?"
I'm a bit off the meds
And yeah, bitch, I'm Baghead, yeah, uh
And you know that I'm sad, yeah, uh
And I had it bad, yeah, huh
'Specially with my dad, yeah, huh
And yeah, bitch, they all want to get me (Get me)
You know they wan' stress me (Stress me)
Miss my old friends who was fuckin' with me, but they test me (Test me)
Uh, yeah, they test me
Mama said I was a genius, didn't know that I was fiendin' yet
Got home and watched YouTube for days, wasn't worried 'bout finding my way, ayy