FWM
I'm the best out, case in point
You the type of nigga that'd catch a case and point
That shell catcha-catch a case when I aim and point
After I auto rotation, get in, case the joint
I'll blaze the joint, then afterwards, blaze a joint
They wanna send me to the joint like they made to oink
But I be strapped, pants sagging
They call me a bad transaction
Because I move yay and void
I make a point to make folks make appointments
I'm a boss spinning in the cheddar, thank the voice
I Debo these hoes like make a choice
And Gero these foes, you ain't making noise
Impale ya hoe with a joystick and take her joint
Stack bread all in my chips, game ahoy
I got a strap on my pelvis, I ain't naked boy
I son niggas like Melvin, baby boy
I live by two words: Create, destroy
Fuck yo hood, troops that you can't deploy
Niggas lie about work 'cause they ain't employed
High and spacing off like mega joint
Bitches fish and shit but they ain't a koi
This shit don't make no sense like I ate a coin
You lie like you caked up but I'll take ya bitches cakes
And grab them shits and make her moist
Leave a nigga super salty like he drank some soy (Sauce you)
I'm super shady like I hang with Royce (Marshall)
I need a drink 'cause I stay annoyed (Barstool)
I play God so you can't rejoice (Awful)
You fucking with a nigga that'll go to war with you
White flags I'll make you hoist (Off you)
Feed a nigga like post tubes, 'cause I'm so cruel with those tools
Better save ya voice
ISO nigga!
I don't know why niggas always hating on me homie
I'm too busy getting paper
I told you niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
Tell 'em fall back, see you later
I been on the road putting on getting blown
Show me love, you a hater
Some of you niggas blowing up my celly
Giving hate about the money, I'ma hang up
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell them pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell these pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
I be with the B-dogs and Locs
I ain't with the peace talk and smoke
Keep a revolver close
Hungry enough to come and leap off ya toes
Negative energy what y'all feed off the most
Niggas think y'all would know
To be smart, but he's off the lean, off the dro
Plus a pill, he's a retard for sho'
Street mobster's gon' leave him in the street
Like he's orange cones, wanna spin 'em like a revolving door
Giant firin', be off the fo'
Cannibal but ballistic feed off my foes
Back then I used to beat off to hoes
Now these bitches eat off my toes
And they clean all my clothes
I don't see y'all at shows
Local shit is over with,
I'm hopin' niggas notice niggas, we on the road
He often told you that he's a renegade like Em and Jay
But now I'm sippin' lemonade, Beyonce Knowles
When I'm rocking in yo city, bring all the hoes
Titties like the government, they be all exposed
I be killing everybody, three songs to go
With three sixteens unless Steve Austin knows
It don't matter written nigga, be off the dome
Hoping that ya baby mamas leave y'all at home
Brainsick made it 'cause we all with yours
Let me quit flexing, I'ma leave y'all alone
I am the one like Keanu's foe
Y'all are pussies like Keanu, woah
You be on, I am beyond you bro
Beef with me and you'll be on the floor
Why is this the speed that all you flow?
Shoot you; fuck you finna argue for?
Son you like Sun Tzu, no art of war
Niggas really wanna beef til I shoot til there are no more
Brain...
I don't know why niggas always hating on me homie
I'm too busy getting paper
I told you niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
Tell 'em fall back, see you later
I been on the road putting on getting blown
Show me love, you a hater
Some of you niggas blowing up my celly
Giving hate about the money, I'ma hang up
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell them pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell these pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
You the type of nigga that'd catch a case and point
That shell catcha-catch a case when I aim and point
After I auto rotation, get in, case the joint
I'll blaze the joint, then afterwards, blaze a joint
They wanna send me to the joint like they made to oink
But I be strapped, pants sagging
They call me a bad transaction
Because I move yay and void
I make a point to make folks make appointments
I'm a boss spinning in the cheddar, thank the voice
I Debo these hoes like make a choice
And Gero these foes, you ain't making noise
Impale ya hoe with a joystick and take her joint
Stack bread all in my chips, game ahoy
I got a strap on my pelvis, I ain't naked boy
I son niggas like Melvin, baby boy
I live by two words: Create, destroy
Fuck yo hood, troops that you can't deploy
Niggas lie about work 'cause they ain't employed
High and spacing off like mega joint
Bitches fish and shit but they ain't a koi
This shit don't make no sense like I ate a coin
You lie like you caked up but I'll take ya bitches cakes
And grab them shits and make her moist
Leave a nigga super salty like he drank some soy (Sauce you)
I'm super shady like I hang with Royce (Marshall)
I need a drink 'cause I stay annoyed (Barstool)
I play God so you can't rejoice (Awful)
You fucking with a nigga that'll go to war with you
White flags I'll make you hoist (Off you)
Feed a nigga like post tubes, 'cause I'm so cruel with those tools
Better save ya voice
ISO nigga!
I don't know why niggas always hating on me homie
I'm too busy getting paper
I told you niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
Tell 'em fall back, see you later
I been on the road putting on getting blown
Show me love, you a hater
Some of you niggas blowing up my celly
Giving hate about the money, I'ma hang up
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell them pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell these pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
I be with the B-dogs and Locs
I ain't with the peace talk and smoke
Keep a revolver close
Hungry enough to come and leap off ya toes
Negative energy what y'all feed off the most
Niggas think y'all would know
To be smart, but he's off the lean, off the dro
Plus a pill, he's a retard for sho'
Street mobster's gon' leave him in the street
Like he's orange cones, wanna spin 'em like a revolving door
Giant firin', be off the fo'
Cannibal but ballistic feed off my foes
Back then I used to beat off to hoes
Now these bitches eat off my toes
And they clean all my clothes
I don't see y'all at shows
Local shit is over with,
I'm hopin' niggas notice niggas, we on the road
He often told you that he's a renegade like Em and Jay
But now I'm sippin' lemonade, Beyonce Knowles
When I'm rocking in yo city, bring all the hoes
Titties like the government, they be all exposed
I be killing everybody, three songs to go
With three sixteens unless Steve Austin knows
It don't matter written nigga, be off the dome
Hoping that ya baby mamas leave y'all at home
Brainsick made it 'cause we all with yours
Let me quit flexing, I'ma leave y'all alone
I am the one like Keanu's foe
Y'all are pussies like Keanu, woah
You be on, I am beyond you bro
Beef with me and you'll be on the floor
Why is this the speed that all you flow?
Shoot you; fuck you finna argue for?
Son you like Sun Tzu, no art of war
Niggas really wanna beef til I shoot til there are no more
Brain...
I don't know why niggas always hating on me homie
I'm too busy getting paper
I told you niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
Tell 'em fall back, see you later
I been on the road putting on getting blown
Show me love, you a hater
Some of you niggas blowing up my celly
Giving hate about the money, I'ma hang up
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell them pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
And if a nigga really wanna get into it
You can tell these pussy niggas come and get me
I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all
you hating niggas ain't nobody fucking with me
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