Starting off my day with a blunt stuffed
Pussy kept on talking he got fucked up
Big black Glock and a cup of purp
You already know Im finna sip some sizzurp
Im back off in the kitchen working with the pies
Say you need a half of brick, give me twelve-five
Fifty pounds of gross, several pounds of midget
Tadoe just brought a pretty fucking fifty
My gun need a mag, he happy then he mad
Someone leavin real soon, so he send his ass
Hop out of that van with like two lil mags
And if a nigga try me Imma do his ass
Im counting up the paper in my office room
And Im witch, bitch, please dont make me spark the broom
Guns in every little cut, like a fucking savage
Hear the SWAT team, come you gotta fucking have it
Man Im tired of buying jocks, I need a rocket launcher
You aint tryna incriminate then bitch stop the camera
I used to drive the foreign through my backyard
Hit the dough and Imma blow you like a Saks card
Sosa back bitch, yeah Im back bitch
That lil stupid ass, dirty ass, black bitch
This that new shit, that fuck the jail shit
Fuck nigga, no, that it aint in my heritage
You on my shit list, you like a biscuit
Granny say if it aint broke dont try to fix it
I got a sick wrist, it cost like six-six
Zero zero zero nigga, come and get this
I got a stupid swag, please dont touch my Louis bag
Pole on me nigga, you gon make me do you bad
Bitch my Louis bag, that bitch Scooby snacks
I need an elephant, giraffe and a Cougar cat
Bitch I end my day ten...
Bitch I end my day ten in the morning
You can sneak diss this bitch still is going
We gon hit his block, pull up, hit the horn
I aint talking the whip bitch, this bitch is blowing
Stick a silly nigga now hes silicon
Granny what you doing? She say Im whipping corn
I just bough a chopper bitch, itll shake the storm
Pull up auditorium and shake the dorm
Saying you cant stand me, pussy take a seat
Call em McDonalds cuz he faking beef
Hit the back block and then take the street
Piss on his grave, I got to take a leak
Standing on the curb and Im flaming dope
Seventeen years old I was strangling hoes
Had to grow up and make a bankroll
.40 get to singing, shell take your soul
My auntie need some strips, sister need a crib
Told her tie your shoes lil baby and dont even trip
I hopped up in that truck with the double cup
And it cant spill, I make that bitch buckle up
Im counting up bodies as they fucking drop
Nigga think he had them streets, we had to break his lock
He got a high fade, we had to shave his top
Car so loud vroom vroom, might wake the block
Four Porches, nine elevens, and like eight bitches
Its a horse on the seat, they tryna take pictures
And that pussy nigga scared, you know I hate chickens
He done caught a domestic ,its the state business
Make them see the light and its bright white
Young boy brown as shit, but my ice white
They spying on the spot with them fucking drones
Tell them helicopters get the fucking on
Baby Im lowkey if Im fucking you
I can fucking dont say shit this what I do
Smoke them like a kite like my cousin Ku
Bullets popping out like a fucking Boo
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
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Second Day out! Ayy!
Second Day out! Ayy Ayy!
Second Day out!
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