Straight Through
I'm a savage and you sweet
Take advantage if you weak
Niggas average I'm unique
She like hold up who is you?
Told that bitch that I'm the truth
If I find out that she fluke
Imma play her like a flute
Imma savage and you sweet
Take advantage if you weak
I ain't average I'm unique
Keep a bad bitch in my sheets
Imma dawg I go RUHH!
I got Barz like a crook
Fuck da law imma crook
Apron on imma cook
I put the flames to the grease
I felt pain it was deep
You complain every week
I get brain till I'm sleep
Made her squirt made her leak
I observe before I speak
Always learn from what I peep
No new niggas on my team
Overthinking Overdrinking
No more liquor sober thinking
Need my whips all over tinted
My heart cold it's over chilling
I love pay day bitch
Today a great day bitch
My shawty slay slay shit
She bad as bebe's kids
Record like Ray J did
Imma take they shit
I need a AK bitch
Drop shit like mayday bitch
I been running for the bucks
She be classy till we fuck
I go night night when I nut
Bite her ass cheek when I'm done
I swear all these hoes recycled
I won't beat it I ain't Michael
Let her use her head like rhinos
Then delete her like a typo
Pockets fat like they need lipo
Middle finger to my rivals
Trigger finger for a rifle
I stand tall I'm like I'm the Eiffel
Nigga is you smokin huff?
Niggas talking like they tough
All that talking get you touched
Stop that talking yous a bluff
Nonchalant I'm too blunt
St Laurent cost too much
Extra sauce cook it up
Imma boss you a chump
Get involved you get jumped
Drinkin Voss from my cup
Took a loss got back up
Took his braud she got fucked
Fuck you mean fuck you thought
Bitch my team full of sharks
Pop a bean for my scars
Glock 19 let it spark
Niggas see through they transparent
She gon check out my appearance
Remember when I turn 18 I started fuckin niggas parents
Y'all mothers was some whores
Fuck y'all thought that I was done
She give me brain she give me gums
I hop on beats and then go dumb
You hop on beats but then you slum
Throw your hood up
Where you from?
Coolin kit came with a drum
All this paper cut my thumbs
I need that bread
Every crumb
Middle fingers up to Trump
My jewelry shining like the sun
My niggas run down with that gun
Niggas run like Forest Gump
You get popped like you a bump
While I'm at Ruth's Chris eating lunch
Take advantage if you weak
Niggas average I'm unique
She like hold up who is you?
Told that bitch that I'm the truth
If I find out that she fluke
Imma play her like a flute
Imma savage and you sweet
Take advantage if you weak
I ain't average I'm unique
Keep a bad bitch in my sheets
Imma dawg I go RUHH!
I got Barz like a crook
Fuck da law imma crook
Apron on imma cook
I put the flames to the grease
I felt pain it was deep
You complain every week
I get brain till I'm sleep
Made her squirt made her leak
I observe before I speak
Always learn from what I peep
No new niggas on my team
Overthinking Overdrinking
No more liquor sober thinking
Need my whips all over tinted
My heart cold it's over chilling
I love pay day bitch
Today a great day bitch
My shawty slay slay shit
She bad as bebe's kids
Record like Ray J did
Imma take they shit
I need a AK bitch
Drop shit like mayday bitch
I been running for the bucks
She be classy till we fuck
I go night night when I nut
Bite her ass cheek when I'm done
I swear all these hoes recycled
I won't beat it I ain't Michael
Let her use her head like rhinos
Then delete her like a typo
Pockets fat like they need lipo
Middle finger to my rivals
Trigger finger for a rifle
I stand tall I'm like I'm the Eiffel
Nigga is you smokin huff?
Niggas talking like they tough
All that talking get you touched
Stop that talking yous a bluff
Nonchalant I'm too blunt
St Laurent cost too much
Extra sauce cook it up
Imma boss you a chump
Get involved you get jumped
Drinkin Voss from my cup
Took a loss got back up
Took his braud she got fucked
Fuck you mean fuck you thought
Bitch my team full of sharks
Pop a bean for my scars
Glock 19 let it spark
Niggas see through they transparent
She gon check out my appearance
Remember when I turn 18 I started fuckin niggas parents
Y'all mothers was some whores
Fuck y'all thought that I was done
She give me brain she give me gums
I hop on beats and then go dumb
You hop on beats but then you slum
Throw your hood up
Where you from?
Coolin kit came with a drum
All this paper cut my thumbs
I need that bread
Every crumb
Middle fingers up to Trump
My jewelry shining like the sun
My niggas run down with that gun
Niggas run like Forest Gump
You get popped like you a bump
While I'm at Ruth's Chris eating lunch
Credits
Writer(s): Kristoph Morgan
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