What’s crackin?
Brand new whip just crashed it
Y’all actin’, i direct my clip like action
Get off my dick. i’m packin’
Glove don’t fit cause the wrist so massive
Y’all just talk, but never say sh#t when you rap
No cap, you just spit closed captions
No distractions
All of my homies are basically thugs
We never slip, we was raised in the mud
f#ck your approval, i take what i want
Used to be sellin’ my cigarettes out for a dollar a piece just to pay for the lunch
All of my ex’s will say i ain’t sh#t
Shhhhhhh
Now they ain’t sayin’ too much
f#ck y’all. better call the x-men
Say cait not bruce or they get mad
Best kept secret alive. i ain’t dead yet
Never had sh#t, now i’m blessed i don’t get stressed
Got a new b#tch, she ride ’til the bed wet
Tell her i’m rich but i’m broke like the bed get
f#ck out my face, i made a business and stuck to the plays
Got me some digits and learned how to save
All of you b#tches been stuck in your ways
Tell ’em i’m poppin’
Better watch with the caution
My name never tossed in the top 10
Y’all lame better watch when i clock in
Y’all so fake
Being fake ain’t an option
f#ck you too, took a bit of my food
Took a sip of my juice
Hoe i’m still in my groove, y’all stealin’ my views
Gon’ be eatin’ my shoes when i kick ’em in the tooth
’cause you killin’ my mood
And you killin’ my buzz
Yeah,you killin’ my love
Couldn’t write down a list of the women i trust
Y’all just twist any sentence i say
Gotta stick by her side cause the b#tch is my crutch
Listen, i’m done
Think i’m in love
Hoe got friends and they let me get some
Said that i’m cute and she wettin’ her tongue
But she won’t suck dick ’til i get her them finds
I don’t got funds
Talk ain’t cheap and i only got ones
On my feet. never knew what i was
’til i got clean now i yellin’ f#ck drugs
And i’m yelling f#ck rap ’til the face go purple
So, baby twerk. get on your knees for a minute
Put it on me for a minute
Let me leave for a minute
Gotta breathe for a minute
p#ss# so good can’t believe that i’m in it
Bet the b#tch could make it cream in a minute
Like, shit… my bad. let me clean when i finish
Am i dreaming i hit it?
Don’t believe that i did it
Baby got back and she lean when i’m in it
Said she like rap, so i put on my playlist
She like “wtf is this?!?”
b#tch, that’s rap
I don’t like mumble
I don’t like trap
I don’t like new sh#t
I don’t like tuned sh#t
Get out my room, b#tch soundin’ like that
I don’t like yachty
I don’t like carp
I don’t like doggies, i only like cats
And i only……..
Man wtf am i saying, b#tch i’m back
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