Hell Boy
I'm having bars like antennas
Serve you a chicken like mrs winners
These niggas they rat just like master splinter
Rock that lil show then hop in a sprinter
She ran from that dick I think she a sprinter
She might be elastic the way I bend her
My n they scam you might see a printer
I can spot 12 with my intuition
All of this money can pay her tuition
Back in the day a young n was getting it
ATMFOE6F business
Ain't gone talk about all the licks we was hitting
Free that boy sticc he was getting to the benjis
Ain't gone talk about all the cars we was whipping
SRT charger we don't want the hemi
And I rock Nike I don't want the fendi
These benjis they blue
Cool 10 on me too
Your bitch she gone choose
I might make the news
These n they fu
These n they food
Fucking this bitch but this dick is a privilege
Made plays in Miami that's not even my city
When I'm out of town I be handling business
Got my first pound I wasn't looking back sprinting
When you in my town better watch for the grimlings
They sliming you out and they hurting your feelings
I just told wealth to go wash up the dishes
Light yo ass up like it's mfn Christmas
I get a little paranoid
That street shit I can't avoid
Strapped up like Velcro
That choppa got steroids
Yo bitch she can't avoid
I dick her down uncle Elroy
Talk to them demons like hell boy
Serve you a chicken like mrs winners
These niggas they rat just like master splinter
Rock that lil show then hop in a sprinter
She ran from that dick I think she a sprinter
She might be elastic the way I bend her
My n they scam you might see a printer
I can spot 12 with my intuition
All of this money can pay her tuition
Back in the day a young n was getting it
ATMFOE6F business
Ain't gone talk about all the licks we was hitting
Free that boy sticc he was getting to the benjis
Ain't gone talk about all the cars we was whipping
SRT charger we don't want the hemi
And I rock Nike I don't want the fendi
These benjis they blue
Cool 10 on me too
Your bitch she gone choose
I might make the news
These n they fu
These n they food
Fucking this bitch but this dick is a privilege
Made plays in Miami that's not even my city
When I'm out of town I be handling business
Got my first pound I wasn't looking back sprinting
When you in my town better watch for the grimlings
They sliming you out and they hurting your feelings
I just told wealth to go wash up the dishes
Light yo ass up like it's mfn Christmas
I get a little paranoid
That street shit I can't avoid
Strapped up like Velcro
That choppa got steroids
Yo bitch she can't avoid
I dick her down uncle Elroy
Talk to them demons like hell boy
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Writer(s): Alexander Middleton
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