Not Spazz - Evidence Lyrics

Are you Not Spazz
Or Mr. Not Spazz4president (both)
Fingerprints don't exist
F*ck is leaving evidence (stupid)
Bench press yo gang
Two arms be my weapon bitch (you feel me)
How the f*ck yo homie tell on him
N you ain't tell him shit ? (dummy)
What is niggas doin ?
Nothin short of an embarrassment
Second hand smoke a nigga kid
N then text his bitch (fast)
You don't like 3200
But you gon respect this shit (bitch)
Music going hard in the car
Make you wreck yo shit (crash)

5 blunts on the scale
Digi said it's 8 grams (digi)
Rolled em all in under 30 seconds
How I ain't cramp ? (Really)
Tommy ring bells
You would think a nigga date Pam
Riddled to the 'spital
Sending letters nigga take that

And this is only the beginning bro
He was only tryna take a pic
What you kill him for ? (I get it)
Now they finna mourn him
At his funeral eatin' dinner rolls
Now they talkin' bout what happened after
That's a different song

Middle of the ship
I'm on my way to Belize wit it
Told her I ain't really tryna f*ck
I can't get the knees wit it (yea)
Still threw the pussy
I ain't get hard she know I mean business
She still tryna f*ck
Ion give a f*ck that's the same difference (it is)

Like a nigga that can't spell
I say wess the word (what is it?)
Triple park whips up on the
I'm gon bless the curb (we did it)
I got a whole ass bitch
But I'm next to her (you feel me)
You say it's 50 for a 3.5
Lemme test the herb

Bitch said you gotta chase me
Finna check the whore
Spend a lil sumn while I spin
N get necked for sure (necked for sure)
For she neck a young nigga up
Tell her check the door (check the door)
Put yo money on not spazz
You gon rest assured (yea)

Ion trust shit
They gon lie when u got the proof (she will)
On bars hangin out the car
I can't pop a roof (yea)
Plug like hitler
How you tell bruh spare da juice
Lost a couple hunnid
Think a bitch what I care to lose (I don't)

How many bitches
Shall I go outside n get
Nigga said he finna
N ain't tried it yet (yea)
Bought the bud straight up off the uh
N ain't dried it yet
She like bro you got it all wrong
Nah bitch I'm correct

She gon neck a young Nigga down
Till I fall asleep (swear)
What the f*ck is a bank account ?
Got it all wit me (you feel me)
Rubber band it up n hold it down
Did it flawlessly (yea)
Money on me blockin' my eleven
She calling me

If I take another sip
Ima lose my balance (fall)
Sike two more shots
Just pass the gallon (I need it all)
Finna take this bitch home
She keep on askin (for real)

Aight bitch I get it
You ain't never had a real nigga (you haven't)
That tell you what it is
N still hit it (you feel me)
Typa nigga win it by myself
N still split it
How he quoting' motion
He a slow poke wit broke pivot (ha-ha)
Spazz why you this or that ?
Nigga that ain't yo business (it ain't)
N if it was you'd know
I know fasho bro you don't get it (you don't get it)
I never know enough
So bro don't tell me how to live it
Out the country wit it on me
You can't show me how I did it
(Stupid ass nigga)