Bag Back

I put 1 and 2 together like I'm teaching at a school
Bitches love to follow me but nigga tryna jock my moves
All them nights spent in the trenches no wonder I act a fool
You don't know about them days we ain't eat cause there's no food
I'm to hot I advise you pussys bag back
You nigga cops we been peeped boy where ya badge at
Run in ya spot and blow that bitch up like its Baghdad
Never had to wait in line I jump right pass dat

It aint a beat that i can't murder that's a factoid
On the streets they call me Keith but this is fatboi
She like to let me treat that pussy like a track boy
I fucked her once because I ain't no holla back boy
Matter fact After that hoe I'm leaving
She told me I can only fuck on the weekends
She suck the dick and swallow kids like she need it
If I put er on the cam she gone start cheesing
The bitch done got on all 4s like I leashed it
Hoe was tryna buy my dick so she leased it
I can fuck a nigga wife leave her leaking
Little do they know Keith a demon
Imma run it up baby you know what I'm on yea
Coming off the south so imma throw my 4s hea
He gone run his mouth till it's time to rock an roll
We going bowling now strike em out we can't let em go yea

I put 1 and 2 together like I'm teaching at a school
Bitches love to follow me but nigga tryna jock my moves
All them nights spent in the trenches no wonder I act a fool
You don't know about them days we ain't eat cause there's no food
I'm to hot I advise you pussys bag back
You nigga cops we been peeped boy where ya badge at
Run in ya spot and blow that bitch up like its Baghdad
Never had to wait in line I jump right pass dat

If I up it Brody uppin what you thought was coming
Them boys kappin in they raps but really not on nothing
Dont do to much talking it ain't no discussing
Oh my opps been a drill call us Robitussin
Got the drop get em killed gone dispose of em
Running heavy towards a mill must be on to something
Get that pape then a deal that's how it's going for me
Yea I got niggas innat field and niggas innat pen
Yea I got niggas innat grave that I can't see again
But the opps ain't never slide cause they been getting slid
Brodie punched him in the eye my shit done swole his chin
Flaked out one time got sent up fa 10
Gang in hea like drumline don't make us beat again
I up my heat again somebody gone be bleeding then
Glock 40 stunt his growth now he Peter pan
I done Cooked all my beef who wanna eat again

I put 1 and 2 together like I'm teaching at a school
Bitches love to follow me but nigga tryna jock my moves
All them nights spent in the trenches no wonder I act a fool
You don't know about them days we ain't eat cause there's no food
I'm to hot I advise you pussys bag back
You nigga cops we been peeped boy where ya badge at
Run in ya spot and blow that bitch up like its Baghdad
Never had to wait in line I jump right pass dat