Urgh
Bitch I aint bending the block
Just trying to see you
Ain't gonna get shot
Know I be stackin' my green
And go for the bag
Bitch you just a prop
And you are just here for the guap
So I ain't here icing you up
I'm just trying to get off my rocks
Urgh
Just trying to get off my rocks
But bitch over here
Just making a scene
Stop crying to me
I ain't doing the texting
You want it then
Bitch better talk to me
But no I ain't one of them lames
No you cannot walk with me
Urgh urgh
Yeah shit its the season
F*ck with lot' of rock but verse
He ain't no demon
Got the bag and now I'm leaning
Urgh
Dripped out all in vintage
Keep on talking hot might
F*ck the hoe then kick to curb
No reason
Urgh urgh
It's boss shit
Not no bum shit
Might just trip a corporal over and
Then bomb ship
Urgh
Might just take the switches
And the atom bomb shit
Urgh
Put amerikkkans all up Inna coffin
Bitch you see me
Glamour through my watch
And through my wrist
It match the scenery
Know that you had seen it
But do you really see me
And do you really need me