[Intro]
Shit a classic (WHOOOP)
(Verse)
I just poured me a six, now I’m leanin
I might wake up tomorrow and buy a demon
Yo bitch childish, she be playing with my semen
Bank teller telling me to be careful when I’m leaving
50 thousand on me in these thousand dollar pants ooh
If you walk up on me the wrong way I bet my man shoot
I be on Wisconsin with my nigga Stone
I bought a new Berretta, that bitch black and chrome
Put some money on him they gone smack his dome
When his body cold they gone tag his toes
Niggas buying kits trynna to fit in
I could still pull up on yo bitch and she gone get in
She gone roll my woods up
While I pick my paper up
Imma feed this bitch good
After that get ate up
I heard you saving hoes, boy you need to put that cape up
They see them FMB chains coming, niggas hate us
You know I keep my stick tuck
Could never keep my shit tucked
VS-1 on everything, of course you got yo bitch fucked
Won't say to my face at all
Shoot you in yo face my dog
I be off that turtle pie, might fuck around and face it all
I be in the kitchen mix and master like I’m Alex yeah
Used to sleep on pallets yeah, now I got a palace yeah
Nigga you ain’t got a pot to piss in and I know that
Nigga this my testimony, Bitch I feel like Kodak
Nigga snuck and shot the car up like they did Pac
So I sent the bitch to cut his throat like they did ox
Put the AR-15 to his dreadlocks
Imma get mad if I get blood on my deadstocks
Word on the street, I got money on yo nugget
Now yo ass hiding, you can’t even come in public
Talking big boy shit, like you really out here thuggin
Like you really out here clutchin, boy yo pussy ass ain’t know nothing
These niggas don’t be sliding, These niggas be hiding yeah
These niggas Bin Laden yeah, It be hard to find em yeah
Pulling up to Day Shift, Hopping out the spaceship
Free 80s he the GOAT yeah, I be on the apeshit
I might get a 8 ball chain and ice that bitch out
Put that muthafucka round his neck soon as he get out
Nigga this that TAG shit, That FMB shit
Teacher said I wouldn’t be shit, Now tell that bitch to eat dick
Bitch said I was hard headed and I talk back
Got a black on black coupe outside, I just bought that
Heart cold as a icepick, Used to work the night shift
It might sound like it but hell nah I ain’t write this (WHOOOP)
Shit a classic (WHOOOP)
(Verse)
I just poured me a six, now I’m leanin
I might wake up tomorrow and buy a demon
Yo bitch childish, she be playing with my semen
Bank teller telling me to be careful when I’m leaving
50 thousand on me in these thousand dollar pants ooh
If you walk up on me the wrong way I bet my man shoot
I be on Wisconsin with my nigga Stone
I bought a new Berretta, that bitch black and chrome
Put some money on him they gone smack his dome
When his body cold they gone tag his toes
Niggas buying kits trynna to fit in
I could still pull up on yo bitch and she gone get in
She gone roll my woods up
While I pick my paper up
Imma feed this bitch good
After that get ate up
I heard you saving hoes, boy you need to put that cape up
They see them FMB chains coming, niggas hate us
You know I keep my stick tuck
Could never keep my shit tucked
VS-1 on everything, of course you got yo bitch fucked
Won't say to my face at all
Shoot you in yo face my dog
I be off that turtle pie, might fuck around and face it all
I be in the kitchen mix and master like I’m Alex yeah
Used to sleep on pallets yeah, now I got a palace yeah
Nigga you ain’t got a pot to piss in and I know that
Nigga this my testimony, Bitch I feel like Kodak
Nigga snuck and shot the car up like they did Pac
So I sent the bitch to cut his throat like they did ox
Put the AR-15 to his dreadlocks
Imma get mad if I get blood on my deadstocks
Word on the street, I got money on yo nugget
Now yo ass hiding, you can’t even come in public
Talking big boy shit, like you really out here thuggin
Like you really out here clutchin, boy yo pussy ass ain’t know nothing
These niggas don’t be sliding, These niggas be hiding yeah
These niggas Bin Laden yeah, It be hard to find em yeah
Pulling up to Day Shift, Hopping out the spaceship
Free 80s he the GOAT yeah, I be on the apeshit
I might get a 8 ball chain and ice that bitch out
Put that muthafucka round his neck soon as he get out
Nigga this that TAG shit, That FMB shit
Teacher said I wouldn’t be shit, Now tell that bitch to eat dick
Bitch said I was hard headed and I talk back
Got a black on black coupe outside, I just bought that
Heart cold as a icepick, Used to work the night shift
It might sound like it but hell nah I ain’t write this (WHOOOP)
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