He was talkin' hella f*ckin' shit, better hope it lasts
Then I cut his lungs out, told him breathe, bet he f*ckin' can't
That pussy think he tougher than me, you no f*ckin' man
If you keep on tryna test on me, you'll end up f*ckin' dead
Niggas pocket watchin' you got empty pockets, niggas hate me but I do not plan on stoppin'
Blicky steady poppin', you can't f*ck with shawty, cause she with me and we really steady f*ckin'
My family really need this f*ckin' bank, bitch
I'm so sick and tired of feelin' all this f*ckin' anguish
Fake ass niggas we cannot go let em in
Now they gettin' them message like letterman
All that motherf*ckin' guala, I'm gettin' it
Know that pussy so jealous, he envy me
Get connected like Wi-Fi, if you really wanna fight, fight
I'm punchin' like mike, mike, now my shirt look like tie-dye
Workin' on my time, niggas fake bye-bye
He wanted static, so he gonna die-die
Honestly man, I think your girl a fan
Yes I keep it a hundred, I'm the honesty man
I think you kicked the can, I'm feelin' dapper like Dan
Ima f*ck up his life, Ima cut off the span
I'm feelin' crazy off adderall, I have not had enough
I gotta pop some more, I'm feelin' better now
I with my girl and I told her to back it up
You cannot scare me, I guess you're not mad enough
He was talkin' hella f*ckin' shit, better hope it lasts
Then I cut his lungs out, told him breathe, bet he f*ckin' can't
That pussy think he tougher than me, you no f*ckin' man
If you keep on tryna test on me, you'll end up f*ckin' dead
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He was talkin' hella f*ckin' shit, better hope it lasts
Then I cut his lungs out, told him breathe, bet he f*ckin' can't
That pussy think he tougher than me, you no f*ckin' man
If you keep on tryna test on me, you'll end up f*ckin' dead
Niggas pocket watchin' you got empty pockets, niggas hate me but I do not plan on stoppin'
Blicky steady poppin', you can't f*ck with shawty, cause she with me and we really steady f*ckin'
My family really need this f*ckin' bank, bitch
I'm so sick and tired of feelin' all this f*ckin' anguish
Fake ass niggas we cannot go let em in
Now they gettin' them message like letterman
All that motherf*ckin' guala, I'm gettin' it
Know that pussy so jealous, he envy me
Get connected like Wi-Fi, if you really wanna fight, fight
I'm punchin' like mike, mike, now my shirt look like tie-dye
Workin' on my time, niggas fake bye-bye
He wanted static, so he gonna die-die
Honestly man, I think your girl a fan
Yes I keep it a hundred, I'm the honesty man
I think you kicked the can, I'm feelin' dapper like Dan
Ima f*ck up his life, Ima cut off the span
I'm feelin' crazy off adderall, I have not had enough
I gotta pop some more, I'm feelin' better now
I with my girl and I told her to back it up
You cannot scare me, I guess you're not mad enough
He was talkin' hella f*ckin' shit, better hope it lasts
Then I cut his lungs out, told him breathe, bet he f*ckin' can't
That pussy think he tougher than me, you no f*ckin' man
If you keep on tryna test on me, you'll end up f*ckin' dead
Then I cut his lungs out, told him breathe, bet he f*ckin' can't
That pussy think he tougher than me, you no f*ckin' man
If you keep on tryna test on me, you'll end up f*ckin' dead
Niggas pocket watchin' you got empty pockets, niggas hate me but I do not plan on stoppin'
Blicky steady poppin', you can't f*ck with shawty, cause she with me and we really steady f*ckin'
My family really need this f*ckin' bank, bitch
I'm so sick and tired of feelin' all this f*ckin' anguish
Fake ass niggas we cannot go let em in
Now they gettin' them message like letterman
All that motherf*ckin' guala, I'm gettin' it
Know that pussy so jealous, he envy me
Get connected like Wi-Fi, if you really wanna fight, fight
I'm punchin' like mike, mike, now my shirt look like tie-dye
Workin' on my time, niggas fake bye-bye
He wanted static, so he gonna die-die
Honestly man, I think your girl a fan
Yes I keep it a hundred, I'm the honesty man
I think you kicked the can, I'm feelin' dapper like Dan
Ima f*ck up his life, Ima cut off the span
I'm feelin' crazy off adderall, I have not had enough
I gotta pop some more, I'm feelin' better now
I with my girl and I told her to back it up
You cannot scare me, I guess you're not mad enough
He was talkin' hella f*ckin' shit, better hope it lasts
Then I cut his lungs out, told him breathe, bet he f*ckin' can't
That pussy think he tougher than me, you no f*ckin' man
If you keep on tryna test on me, you'll end up f*ckin' dead
Writer: Chris L
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