W/o RX
Twelve got me over there right in Navarre
I had the gas and the beans in the car
Drinks in the whip like we said fuck a bar
Boy fuck yo bars cause they ain't up to par
Black in my heart now that bitch pumpin tar
Take it too we ain't leavin a scar
I'm on the block and I'm here like gobert
She showed up here so I told her go there
Bitch I don't play cause I will not play fair
These niggas soft like the toys at state fair
Lining up against me and my niggas ain't fair
For you cause you ain't hardbody you pussy
I ain't no killer but nigga don't push me
Said that he'll do it and I'm just like would he
Snake in the grass not my boot I ain't woody
You can only get that close to a rookie
And it's some bullshit I knew that it would be
He drop a song and now he want a cookie
He don't want beef I know he gone play hooky
Get him caught up and you know that we hook him
Where all my hundreds go nigga we took em
Evade 12 nigga we shook em
Swag swag bitch nigga I'm cookin
He used to flag a lil strap till we took it
If I see twelve bitch I'm bookin
These niggas funny cause bitch you not hard
You niggas steppin because we keep letting y'all
Bitch when we pull up we stomping the yard
On my shit on my Eastside shit
On my Based shit too bitch ima rep hard
Don't get too close better kill me nigga
You gone feel me nigga win or loss
I can't fuck up now no sir I can't slip
Probation is coming it's coming too quick
I still know you pussy ain't scared of no stick
Boy you better shoot cause I'll pick up a brick
Hit you in yo shit I'll leave yo shit split
I fuck yo bitch then I toss her a cum rag
I kick her out then I tell her don't come back
How he immortal and still with the kombat
Bitch I get fly like a motherfuckin wombat
That nigga ugly he look like a mole rat
These bitches dirty and they ain't got no swag
These bitches fuckin like they ain't got no dad
I wanna make both my parents rich so bad
Play with my family then bitch it's a toe tag
Switching locations I feel like a nomad
Throw that lil boy in the pit and that's on brad
We don't take breaks like we driving with no pads
Niggas is desperate they carrying rufees
See I act goofy but these niggas goofies
I think ima either die from a car wreck Suicide
Or somebody gone shoot me
Boy you gone shoot me or you gone salute me
This ain't online no report finna boot me
That bitch said come here and I was like who me
I had the gas and the beans in the car
Drinks in the whip like we said fuck a bar
Boy fuck yo bars cause they ain't up to par
Black in my heart now that bitch pumpin tar
Take it too we ain't leavin a scar
I'm on the block and I'm here like gobert
She showed up here so I told her go there
Bitch I don't play cause I will not play fair
These niggas soft like the toys at state fair
Lining up against me and my niggas ain't fair
For you cause you ain't hardbody you pussy
I ain't no killer but nigga don't push me
Said that he'll do it and I'm just like would he
Snake in the grass not my boot I ain't woody
You can only get that close to a rookie
And it's some bullshit I knew that it would be
He drop a song and now he want a cookie
He don't want beef I know he gone play hooky
Get him caught up and you know that we hook him
Where all my hundreds go nigga we took em
Evade 12 nigga we shook em
Swag swag bitch nigga I'm cookin
He used to flag a lil strap till we took it
If I see twelve bitch I'm bookin
These niggas funny cause bitch you not hard
You niggas steppin because we keep letting y'all
Bitch when we pull up we stomping the yard
On my shit on my Eastside shit
On my Based shit too bitch ima rep hard
Don't get too close better kill me nigga
You gone feel me nigga win or loss
I can't fuck up now no sir I can't slip
Probation is coming it's coming too quick
I still know you pussy ain't scared of no stick
Boy you better shoot cause I'll pick up a brick
Hit you in yo shit I'll leave yo shit split
I fuck yo bitch then I toss her a cum rag
I kick her out then I tell her don't come back
How he immortal and still with the kombat
Bitch I get fly like a motherfuckin wombat
That nigga ugly he look like a mole rat
These bitches dirty and they ain't got no swag
These bitches fuckin like they ain't got no dad
I wanna make both my parents rich so bad
Play with my family then bitch it's a toe tag
Switching locations I feel like a nomad
Throw that lil boy in the pit and that's on brad
We don't take breaks like we driving with no pads
Niggas is desperate they carrying rufees
See I act goofy but these niggas goofies
I think ima either die from a car wreck Suicide
Or somebody gone shoot me
Boy you gone shoot me or you gone salute me
This ain't online no report finna boot me
That bitch said come here and I was like who me
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Writer(s): Deionte Ganzy
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