Fed your b#tch a word worm
Since she fishing for attention
Stop me sending me your songs
I don’t care to listen
Why you asking for the verse
When you can’t pay the ticket
All that Capping in your words
I don’t feel the tension
How you a real n#gg#
When you do all that b#tchin’
Just follow my page
You stay in my mentions
You scaring who?
Please n#gg# stop that
Double strapped up
Like a Jansport bookbag
He want his b#tch back
Please n#gg# I took that
She get f#cked
Then broke like a Kit-Kat
You chasing these b#tches
I’m chasing a big bag
I’m dripping sauce n#gg#
I am a Big Mac
I am your goals n#gg#
That’s why you big mad
Don’t help that you broke n#gg#
Go get you a big bag
You scaring who?
Please n#gg# stop that
Double strapped up
Like a jansport book bag
Feel like Erik Spoelstra
Way I carry heat around me
n#gg#s only hate me
When they girlfriends
Want to be around with me
Try to play me like I’m nerdy
You better read about me
I’m like a H and E
I keep some Gs around me
You pressing and flexing
You not really bout’ it
Try to ban me from the play list
Couldn’t get lit without me
You scaring who?
Please n#gg# stop that
Double strapped up
Like a jansport book bag
Aw sh#t
This ain’t what they want
I ain’t finna’ front
A yo Zae
This f#cking beat dumb
Pistol in the trunk
Just in case
A n#gg# want beef
Had to hit LA
With bro Zae
I need all the heat
Posting everywhere on the gram
b#tch I am the streets
Never ducking fades
I’m In LA
I’m with all the heat
On the west end
With a Weston
I’m really finna’ tweak
n#gg# dropped a Lo’
Then he got smoked
Rock a baby right to sleep
Damn
n#gg#s think sh#t sweet
Hit him from his chest up
If you in the west tucked
Make sure you keep yo vest up
Cause’ n#gg#s will do you dirty
They’ll leave your little mama worried
That light skin on the 8
He missing it’s 12:30
The neighbors ain’t seen him all day
He really got hit early
He was with his shorty
And he got hit with that black 40
n#gg#s be hating
Because I really be outside
But I ain’t mad
Cause’ I got his b#tch
With her mouth wide
She bust it down for the whole team
Yeah all five guys
I can’t lie
The way she spit on dick
Had me me tongue tied
This b#tch a real hoe
Like some n#gg#s i know
And I ain’t name dropping
When Im sayin n#gg#s is hoes
I’m just letting Biggs’s know
What’s going on in the hood
If you packed up
And you strapped up
Then you should be good
Fed your b#tch a word worm
Since she fishing for attention
Stop me sending me your songs
I don’t care to listen
Why you asking for the verse
When you can’t pay the ticket
All that Capping in your words
I don’t feel the tension
How you a real n#gg#
When you do all that b#tchin’
Just follow my page
You stay in my mentions
You scaring who?
Please n#gg# stop that
Double strapped up
Like a Jansport bookbag
I know Y’all n#gg#s
Didn’t expect this sh#t did y’all?
That’s it
That’s all you need
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