I’m in another world
b#tch keep {?} ’bout another girl
b#tch got good head get extra girl
Bend the corner looking like Paul Walker
Beat the pot like a bad stepfather
Black as f#ck but my {?} be darker
Slap the f#ck outta b#tch bail out on the charges
Liftin’ this Henny my biceps right
Picking up Henny my triceps right
Go ahead act dumb, you can die by the night
I’m doing squats with a gallon of Henny
Run to the liquor store, that’s cardio
Go home, f#ck my b#tch, more cardio
Doing pull-ups on a big Backwood
Unc just called doing track in a hood
In the backyard it look like the Olympics
Unc in the back doing {?} on the fences
Come to thе hoe, welcome to thе trenches
In this field there’s not no benches
Unc in the front doing a longjump
Auntie wavin’ food stamps like {?}
SSI just touched down it’s lit
I’m Famous Dex ‘fore he got caught with the Glick
I’m Lil’ Wayne ‘fore he got caught with the Glick
The whole world know Jim Jones a snitch
If you already knew I’ma tell you again
I’m Famous Dex ‘fore he turned himself in
If you really know me I’m not bout to quit
Don’t give a f#ck ’bout a broke #ss b#tch
Put this work in your face have you like “What is this?”
This straight drop that’s why I’m selling skimps
Unc like “Neph, you’ll make your bag bigger”
First stimulus came my bags was different
Somebody tell that hoe I’m not an average n#gg#
Need a brand new Glock with a mask with it
Calm the f#ck down {?} that n#gg#
Glock hit your face leave plastic with it
They ain’t want me when I was a ashy n#gg#
My white homegirl like “Stop using the n word”
Tentacles out the pot like Squidward
Don’t be mad ’cause this what you get first
Grip the fork so hard that my fist hurt
31 on the plate that’s big work
‘Fore I shine, take care of the kids first
They like “Neph, you born before your time”
Robbed the plug it was free 99
Real deal Slither, this ain’t slime
Gotta sit in the day ‘fore you see the sun shine
Gotta sin on the porch when it’s crunch time
In school I was trapping lunch time
Dope out the back got auntie hit {?}
Shoot the f#ck out your trap make you move it
Where the hell he get that puny rooga?
Think I was a sharpshooter the way I use it
Beat the f#ck out the pot, black and blue it
Drive with my niece while I’m booting
Doing 95, controlled cruisin’
I ain’t slowing down b#tch I’m getting FOOLISH!
I ain’t giving sh#t back, {?} (Yuh)
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