Huh, Pt. 3
I'm touching dead presidents, Kennedy
I was selling that white girl, Emily
These rappers wan be me so bad that they rapping like me, thats mistaken identity
Ima start charging a rental fee
Hoe I'm a business, an entity
Can't come around, don't like your energy
Dick stay in her mouth, human centipede
Keep my friends further than enemies
The only ones close to me kin to me
I come with my blood like capillaries
I'm kosher, these labels can't deal (Dill) with me
She texting me telling she feeling me
I delete the message like Hillary
I'm dodging these hoes, got agility
Just one of my many abilities
Can't chill with me, girl you aint cool enough
I don't wanna match, yo weed booty butt
I been popped these pills, I just booted up
They beating my ass, it's a two on one
I fuck the occasional groupie slut
Can't trust her, she easy, I suit it up
She get her butt smacked and her boobies sucked
Then she gets sent back home to who she loves
I keep it real (Reel) just like movie cuts
I keep them clips like the same thang
These boys clique up, its a goofy club
Let them tell the story that's gang gang
Oh you want the smoke like a doobie, uhhh
Why you put it out, oh you can't hang
I fuck on his bitch hit the Lucci huh
Cause I got that pull like a hamstring
Slap em he won't do a damn thing
I cannot hang, broken candy cane
Yo bitch give me draws, panty raid
He bugging, I spray em, that's can of raid
I slide with the white just like Santa's sleigh
I fight in real life like it's anime
Had a right hand man, had to amputate
Yeah that was my dog but he ran away
Lil hoe I'm lit like a candle date
My pockets stuffed full of dead candidates
Yo bitch at my crib asking can I stay
She sleep naked, we had pajama day
She tryn be my bae (Bay), Mandalay
I stick it in her like manta ray
I make like a taper and then I fade
She fell in love hope she landed safe
Cause these hoes too (Two) plain (Plane) like a layover
Bitch my cup purple no grape soda
I be pushing keys like I'm Beethoven
They kicked in my door, I home makeover
They started a war but they aint soldiers
I be on they block like I play forward
They steady leaving that lane open
You crazy as hell, think I aint scoring
Way the white boy run it, think his name Forrest
Been dodging the bullets them boys aimed towards me
Sent em back like a package when it aint for me
And if them pussy double back, it's to say sorry
It don't matter who tell it, it be the same story
I feel like Unc, everywhere I go I bring forties
Make them pussy go inside like it's rain storming
Cause I'm quick to pop the top, champagne shorty
I was selling that white girl, Emily
These rappers wan be me so bad that they rapping like me, thats mistaken identity
Ima start charging a rental fee
Hoe I'm a business, an entity
Can't come around, don't like your energy
Dick stay in her mouth, human centipede
Keep my friends further than enemies
The only ones close to me kin to me
I come with my blood like capillaries
I'm kosher, these labels can't deal (Dill) with me
She texting me telling she feeling me
I delete the message like Hillary
I'm dodging these hoes, got agility
Just one of my many abilities
Can't chill with me, girl you aint cool enough
I don't wanna match, yo weed booty butt
I been popped these pills, I just booted up
They beating my ass, it's a two on one
I fuck the occasional groupie slut
Can't trust her, she easy, I suit it up
She get her butt smacked and her boobies sucked
Then she gets sent back home to who she loves
I keep it real (Reel) just like movie cuts
I keep them clips like the same thang
These boys clique up, its a goofy club
Let them tell the story that's gang gang
Oh you want the smoke like a doobie, uhhh
Why you put it out, oh you can't hang
I fuck on his bitch hit the Lucci huh
Cause I got that pull like a hamstring
Slap em he won't do a damn thing
I cannot hang, broken candy cane
Yo bitch give me draws, panty raid
He bugging, I spray em, that's can of raid
I slide with the white just like Santa's sleigh
I fight in real life like it's anime
Had a right hand man, had to amputate
Yeah that was my dog but he ran away
Lil hoe I'm lit like a candle date
My pockets stuffed full of dead candidates
Yo bitch at my crib asking can I stay
She sleep naked, we had pajama day
She tryn be my bae (Bay), Mandalay
I stick it in her like manta ray
I make like a taper and then I fade
She fell in love hope she landed safe
Cause these hoes too (Two) plain (Plane) like a layover
Bitch my cup purple no grape soda
I be pushing keys like I'm Beethoven
They kicked in my door, I home makeover
They started a war but they aint soldiers
I be on they block like I play forward
They steady leaving that lane open
You crazy as hell, think I aint scoring
Way the white boy run it, think his name Forrest
Been dodging the bullets them boys aimed towards me
Sent em back like a package when it aint for me
And if them pussy double back, it's to say sorry
It don't matter who tell it, it be the same story
I feel like Unc, everywhere I go I bring forties
Make them pussy go inside like it's rain storming
Cause I'm quick to pop the top, champagne shorty
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Writer(s): Matthew Oster
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