I might spazz on a nigga
I might thrash on a nigga
Put a copper to yo chin
Finna pass on nigga
They like k2 how figure
I'm on percs so my head different
Went to work I hadda quit it
Off my ass and my bag bigger
Shawty foreign I said cheerio
Man I f*cked her ian bag her
Tryna wonder why you cheery hoe
Nigga scooby he a scary hoe
Why made my shit bigger
I'm talking ARS, dicks, and pistols
Up the pole and blow some smoke
Pass the gas and roll some more
F*ck a mask go grab the rope
Finna hang somebody bro
Told that bitch I'm on the go
If she want it she gone call
Throw it up and let it fall
No carmello but I ball
She be taking all my strokes
Take my kids all in her throat
Man she hate when you come
Saw yo bank and hadda run
Even after all you did
And no sugarcoating this
You goofy not a trick
Man this shit gon make me sick
That's why she only love my dick
Why she always on my page
Why she out here telling lies
All that I love you shit is fake
Rounding round I'm in all day
Pop the chip I mean the clip
And then you body I'm gone lay
Up the pole ain gotta know
Ain got no shame in here with me
Talking reckless
Off a skeptics
It get dangerous with me
See a opp up on the checklist
This a soul robbery
Throwing ass for mid gas
Then complaining when I fee
Wipe him down where my guap
Can you explain it to me