Ssn

With this punch, I could probably fight superman
Feel like AP how I'm running through these bands
Got a thick bitch ass bussin thru her pants
We got big clips, clap like we using hands
Smokin on some Pink Runtz got me so high
Bro like Jimmy G, he got 4 9s
Bra you know I keep grips like I rope climb
Nigga think he Tony Hawk, no u dont grind
I'll heat a nigga grill like a new chef
Take his ass out the game with these two techs
I could scam anybody with just two steps
I got bin after bin, nigga who next
And I tote more iron than Tony Stark
Call bro Pikachu cause you know he spark
French girl in my dm look like Joan of Arc
Made 2k with my shooter like we on the Park
Boy you know im on your head like I combed it
Flexin all that lil paper get you folded
Walkin like a blind man how I tote sticks
Like corona I got niggas in they home sick
Me and bro scored 4 like a grand slam
In the ring flippin shit, Rob Van Dam
Oh he sent the SSN, he a HAM ham
And my stones hitting hard like Bam Bam
You could be a fly, still wouldn't be on shit
Stop with that weak punch, boy it dont hit
Steph Curry at the line, boy I dont miss
Mama told me watch for snakes, know they gone hiss
In my zone, know I gotta stay focused
Watch his money disappear, hocus pocus
Gotta keep a vpn bro you know this
Feel like Chief Keef how im in my glo bitch
Lil goth omg I can cast spells
I can make 1k when I crack Zelles
Scammed him in 17 and he mad still
Why you still broke go and get a bag man
I just heard his new song it was trash can
You dont really shoot shit why you cappin
The only time that you bust when you fappin



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Writer(s): Paris Johnson
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