Creepy and he strapped
Run up pass rush this qb get bapped
Jugg finagle shit get major but they know me for the rap
He done want no smoke at all
Lol then don't react
Bitch head crack like I play craps
Shave him off like he pay tax
Check yo ego stitch and lilo I'm gone blast
Ain't my fault
Movin heavy wit that gavel in my pants charge all adults.
He mob tied strung for treason
We don't see em
We don't speak em
Play her left can't f*ck with heathens we don't need em how we treat em
Name opps in songs or we don't feel it
Call his bluff we know who realer
Play me out like I'm the villain so bitch it's up Ine got no ceiling
Me and reav made bg gang it start wit few but f*ck them niggas
Gave me limes I baked a cake now I get payed to talk how I'm living
Any drop bet I'll deliver
Car swipe left like I'm on tinder
Ain't no gas bet I'm on yo ass
Still rope bitch watch how I'm tippin
Pop on a bitch niggas wasn't on visits
Start off civil left shit dumb wicked
Scream on pivot like all them niggas
Jump out on em bet y'all hear crickets
So head first, it's just how we bleedin
Know him slime? Well shit me neither
Rats magnified you could say we cheesin
Bitch memorized she could see we eatin
Niggas can't pay for the price of my feature
Be on they page doin all that preaching
Packs back to five make him reread em
Swords on k's like we mid evil
Fought off the cage got away redrum
New stomp ground give a f*ck where he from
Creep round me better watch yo back
The f*ck he say? That boy sound dumb
Stepped on a crab And i treat em like lunch
Gimmie some space I just needed a minute
Went from a bitch to a bowl to a brick to a beat
Anything that I touch good riddance
Grew up with apes when I only was chimping
Knew he would snake me they hiss when I'm winning
Bussin em down
They hate I got it now
I'm the talk of they town and it's making livid
Kodak the moment I'm calling my spirit
I bleed on a beat and I'm knowing they hear
I see you niggas tryn mirror my image
One thang about me I need you to listen
Creepy and he strapped
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Creepy and he strapped
Run up pass rush this qb get bapped
Jugg finagle shit get major but they know me for the rap
He done want no smoke at all
Lol then don't react
Bitch head crack like I play craps
Shave him off like he pay tax
Check yo ego stitch and lilo I'm gone blast
Ain't my fault
Movin heavy wit that gavel in my pants charge all adults.
He mob tied strung for treason
We don't see em
We don't speak em
Play her left can't f*ck with heathens we don't need em how we treat em
Name opps in songs or we don't feel it
Call his bluff we know who realer
Play me out like I'm the villain so bitch it's up Ine got no ceiling
Me and reav made bg gang it start wit few but f*ck them niggas
Gave me limes I baked a cake now I get payed to talk how I'm living
Any drop bet I'll deliver
Car swipe left like I'm on tinder
Ain't no gas bet I'm on yo ass
Still rope bitch watch how I'm tippin
Pop on a bitch niggas wasn't on visits
Start off civil left shit dumb wicked
Scream on pivot like all them niggas
Jump out on em bet y'all hear crickets
So head first, it's just how we bleedin
Know him slime? Well shit me neither
Rats magnified you could say we cheesin
Bitch memorized she could see we eatin
Niggas can't pay for the price of my feature
Be on they page doin all that preaching
Packs back to five make him reread em
Swords on k's like we mid evil
Fought off the cage got away redrum
New stomp ground give a f*ck where he from
Creep round me better watch yo back
The f*ck he say? That boy sound dumb
Stepped on a crab And i treat em like lunch
Gimmie some space I just needed a minute
Went from a bitch to a bowl to a brick to a beat
Anything that I touch good riddance
Grew up with apes when I only was chimping
Knew he would snake me they hiss when I'm winning
Bussin em down
They hate I got it now
I'm the talk of they town and it's making livid
Kodak the moment I'm calling my spirit
I bleed on a beat and I'm knowing they hear
I see you niggas tryn mirror my image
One thang about me I need you to listen
Creepy and he strapped
Run up pass rush this qb get bapped
Jugg finagle shit get major but they know me for the rap
He done want no smoke at all
Lol then don't react
Bitch head crack like I play craps
Shave him off like he pay tax
Check yo ego stitch and lilo I'm gone blast
Ain't my fault
Movin heavy wit that gavel in my pants charge all adults.
He mob tied strung for treason
We don't see em
We don't speak em
Play her left can't f*ck with heathens we don't need em how we treat em
Name opps in songs or we don't feel it
Call his bluff we know who realer
Play me out like I'm the villain so bitch it's up Ine got no ceiling
Me and reav made bg gang it start wit few but f*ck them niggas
Gave me limes I baked a cake now I get payed to talk how I'm living
Any drop bet I'll deliver
Car swipe left like I'm on tinder
Ain't no gas bet I'm on yo ass
Still rope bitch watch how I'm tippin
Pop on a bitch niggas wasn't on visits
Start off civil left shit dumb wicked
Scream on pivot like all them niggas
Jump out on em bet y'all hear crickets
So head first, it's just how we bleedin
Know him slime? Well shit me neither
Rats magnified you could say we cheesin
Bitch memorized she could see we eatin
Niggas can't pay for the price of my feature
Be on they page doin all that preaching
Packs back to five make him reread em
Swords on k's like we mid evil
Fought off the cage got away redrum
New stomp ground give a f*ck where he from
Creep round me better watch yo back
The f*ck he say? That boy sound dumb
Stepped on a crab And i treat em like lunch
Gimmie some space I just needed a minute
Went from a bitch to a bowl to a brick to a beat
Anything that I touch good riddance
Grew up with apes when I only was chimping
Knew he would snake me they hiss when I'm winning
Bussin em down
They hate I got it now
I'm the talk of they town and it's making livid
Kodak the moment I'm calling my spirit
I bleed on a beat and I'm knowing they hear
I see you niggas tryn mirror my image
One thang about me I need you to listen
Creepy and he strapped
Writer: Javone Graham
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