I'm y'all no gull, you can't shoot a bass, yeah I do, I'm dead Click a clap, heart shits hoot, fat, don't worry about me, I'm boo, I'm bad He gotta go with a proof, and walk it like a tuck it, walk it, walk it like a tuck it, walk it, walk it like a tuck it, walk it Somebody come get her, she's feeling all the liquor You got shots to the chest, I can't breathe, I can't breathe I know I did some dance, but look at what they done to me I'm trying to calm down, I'm breathing out, could it spoil the bleed But in my eyes, ooh, I can't breathe I'm trying to get up with these bullets running heavily Lord, this is my last breath, hey, let's step me please I know you give, forgive and if you feel sad, that's what you do Shit, don't feel the same when I'm done on you Got many men with said, devil, bomb me With steak and steppin' bomb me, got my back turned, with steak and crepe of bomb me It's you a fan, friend, and you a foe I should be putting on a facet, a rifle, too long, and your soul will be gone Oh Jamie Foxx, you're no content, bro My daddy said trust, no man but your brothers And never leave your day was in the gutter Train my gon' at pussy, train my grandma, get my brand new bitch Yeah, duh, hol up, blood, hol up, cuck, hol up But I'ma stop it lookin' at you from the face down One man can live and even ruin what the face down Skimming, and let me tell ya' about right I'm Mr. Body Catcher, Slower gang, so snatcher Ain't no regular, everyone's feet deep He's got me dug in, they know I'm wrong I ain't even clever, we catch him again I hear the state's on my shit and I pop I'm popping and shitting up and down We never see my gg-no shit We just took a ride to shot it Yeah, I'm in the rail face Tell you that you ain't no play, cause that's a tongue out like that What you said, we guessing I'm up in the flow We're killed in trouble, but show it to save us Fill on their boards here, M.J. Well he wanted the hottest and I never dropped a big tape I'm all I got to risk tape But if I can't lead a block alone, the game need me Freaky like our bitch, he says some news to my I.V Topped all by the mall, yeah I'm burning hit up DPG, so you should be turning hit up CPTLG To the one from the one to the three I like good, and I like the trees Smoke so much, you better I'm a down hot chick, sun dress, my door burns This on the trip, a messy y'all goes on the con Bring me, I can never let it fade I got a leg to embrace it, one of the changes Even when I get crazy, I'mma always be the same I don't want me lonely no more She thinks my heart off of the floor She a bad bitch, but she know it just fucking she told me I told you, plucking, plucking, plucking Kna'a get out of the mall Only nigga that got five bitches and five bitch You know, put your eyes on this In the time time, crutches and fly When they can fly Packed in the mail, packs on the road Connected face times, said he just said the last of my load The shit on my neck that comes from the packs that I sold I never got some new niggas with me like the Kio Shade Once I show them the hit, lift the hit And then you just lost all the time All in the know it, fucking with the old parts So we, we, we love And once they saw spray a roller spray to fold up Niggas gun fell as late as I was nice But they was right when they told me that rap were finished I had ten bands in my stash when I passed over half a million Somebody come get her, she's feeling all the liquor You got girls in your spinning high like Sitting in every night Let's start the whip While y'all was on IG, I was in the Mazi, drop top I'd be in that farm like I'm five feet Hustled in your building When you get in there, you're supposed to lay Is that higher level stunts, naked rain, a lot of hunting KD-T30K to go get rid of my stomach I'm a shooting case with the mass, kick don't for this bass Now rank calibats, ass with a mere spaz I'm still not a slave, but you still a hit-off Color fade to the top, huh? See it like I'm going damn high Who's day new kick, kick, still the roof If you're roof ain't hit, then you lose Cool chain hit, then you lose My next success is the key goal From the other day, at the pick up on me I'm never a channel writer, through this decay Let's talk your problems, I'm further from having I'm peeping your leverage, busy just to talk You know I'm tucking some, walking to be with a holler on me I ain't talking about the money, I'm talking about the drumming again I'm for your homie, been a son of the demon, I put them up on you That'd be one of my homies That boy that shooting squad like Parker, I might call it tons It wasn't shunned, got a buff with the money And the bag get a bullet in your shit I ain't no risk for your light boy, you don't want to take that risk Tryin' lock your whole fuckin' arm off, take that risk I call them jumping out the window, nigga try to break that bitch Bull of the building, that poor old used to be D9 right around one hole I know some niggas who huntin' but quick, could be If the nigga ain't with me, they can get banged On my niggas cravin' yeah, we is Quick one in for the hype, that's been hypein' you The shit we live ain't real life for you Only real niggas got real Listen, it's got like essence, gotta have respect When you win my presence, nigga might snap If a niggas feel threatened, we're on so moveful Wish the blitz could never take flight Sitin' back with this mic in my hand, spitin' hot Hey yo, come on in America, come on in the Erika Who gave me good at head, but watchin' come on in the Maracan Could tell me what you know, fightin' motherfucker I had to fightin' with a gold grip, believe me Make all the old brides stop Creep the hairs off of your face, I'm sorry I won't rhyme, man I wanna miss you Keep my diamonds blitzin' and the way I live my life Man, it's really good A lot of girls like me, niggas one of five me Niggas get your ass checked, like a fuckin' night, give me night I would have a show like over, I would be the host of everyday Christmas Get trapped in your wisdom Take an out road or win or down for the sprouts She this pie too, this you feelin' for Really lie you lie, you know you gave me double chances Back to EV shoe, that's what romantic I'm a guvillain, I'm fuckin' screwed Gonna put a love to the zoos now So, nigga, what I'm calling you For that bitch that have a seat, the sick ain't stand me Ain't nobody hottest me, that bitch the fami Psycho warden, minute, tell a judge I did it, move the eyes by your body I'm all the make big girls to one Tame God has lay more walls in the big cities Even though I'm rapping, this graffiti sticks with me It's still a straight day, hey, hey Though I've grown up, I can't keep it home alive Cause my friend was a clear black knight A clear white moon, warnaji was on the streets Trying to consume some starch This house, becaus, y'all told a thing It's a lie, I went to the rap, but no straight lead It's a lie, I went to tell a man what you got Play this film, I call this out, you slap the hip a jack Bought to rip me up, rip me up, my little boy, that come right up Gee shit, nigga, fostin' with a gold chain I got my turquish robe with matching gold fans, by my jack Who gives it up, and who be rockin' all that rust up? All in the cut is your undams with the pip strut You struck game, I put that on my soul No you can't take it, my soul On the highway, gone to places Take up, I'ma gon' ride the rape I'ma gon' ride like I'm from the bay You better buy it, babe, better up don't With the flag, drip, go woo on the bitch With the seven-hundreds, put the coup on my wrist Mochi-mean-dollar, I'ma fuck it Like a tuckit, walk it, walk it Like a tuckit, walk it, walk it Like a tuckit, walk it, walk it Like a tuckit, bang, we crimson love And I could've paid on the colors We can't lose the drug, hit it I'm gonna see this bitch jumpin' like a motherfucker Second-lime, the body, I'll be rotten You gon' know about my second drop No, let me take it, bitch, I'm down, ain't no limit, I ride But I call it, I'm the nick, I wanna tank Take the big fuckin' balls, ain't there been anybody Stitch, muscle points, me choose It's a fatal, a chingol blow type, one door, whirlwind, jing I want laid-em seas back in the rack, room, error My style broke my door, it's getting black, so I can't forever Most rapes, chimichin' me y'all, chimichin' me y'all Give me the mic, so I can take a home I'm really bout my own, but I'm really bout my business To that say, I'm really fine now, but it's really five-hours This is an exclip, you really fucked up She think you finna touch me in this place I put my own hand, he thought you were gettin' lucky in this bitch Plus, still good ass, hey, come here Me keep on boozing on him, ask like what you toughin' some Torn to I, put the chop on him, like I'm cutin' some