Ray - PUSSC (feat. JFerm) Lyrics

I got a glock with a switch turnt to a AR you ask me that's a son of a gun
We gone post where we at since they tough on the net
Come pull up we can all have some fun, was selling drank for some years
Then I switched up careers but I still had a hell of a run
Them niggas just rapping ain't making shit happen
I swear you can see I ain't going for none
Talkin tough on the net all that fake sending threats
But when they see me they be biting tongues, ain't trynna fuss
I ain't trynna wrestle, i'm trynna make a lil beat with these drums
Tell your mama to make me a link to go fund
On the fourth day of grief send a box with his tongue
We was just at the viewing packed it out like the club
Then went up to his mama and gave her a hug
You niggas ain't paid with no motion so let's be real
You niggas ain't working for tokens you niggas just wanna be noticed
Ain't grinding for shit you just be waiting to get chosen
Designer my leaf really had niggas floating
I'm out of my mind while i'm vibing and coasting
3.5 in my wood off a perc and i'm rolling
You niggas ain't blowing you niggas be dry ass toting
Could never be mad trynna beef bout a bop
Rather run up some paper new glock come and shop
Set them up with a skeezer and now we got the lo to the spot
Babygirl finna send me the drop she f*ck with the gang
She gone do what we say for the roxy
She gone eat up the dick in some motherf*cking crocs
Got too many weapons it's no way I can fly
Went and got my first check it's no way I can stop
Double my check bitch I feel just like Rodgers
In LA with sticks like I bat for the dodgers
Can't hop on the beat with lil Ferm cause he harder
Ain't signing no deal if it's not enough dollars
Imma pour up the drank you can sip out the bottle
I made the hoe faint when she seen all the models
She woke up to me and the gang f*cking models
Pull off in the charger i'm going full throttle