T Shirt (feat. Devin Lex & J.Nasty)

(What)
(Bitch)
(Huh)
Make her walk on 4s, my feet hurt (woah)
And I put it on bro, Ian keep her
Don't call me baby I am not Justin Bieber
I want 25 racks for a feature (25)
And I heard they put your mans on a t-shirt
Make em do the Timmy dance for some free work
And she said that she want money what's the key word
Imma give her a lil lesson, imma teacher (skrtt)
Got it with 300 racks in my pockets
I pull up with stock it's I pull up with rockets
Call me a dripper bitch I'm not a faucet
And I got it I got it, bitch you outta pocket
I'm going harder they want me to stop it
We sending hits and they always just dodging
She fell in love with the way that I walk in
I'm making money got no time for talking
Oh yeah, giving em pain
I just dropped a bag on a brand new chain
Heard that he stupid he don't use his brain
I rap and sing bitch I'm switching on lanes
I just want a lil mili, lil Wayne
How you got a Richard Millie, Cocaine
Now she acting pretty pretty, oh mane
Imma take her out to eat, lo mein

Semi on my body got a long range (pew pew pew)
Make em run the track though, Usaine
Did it to my last hoe, okay
Why she coming back tho, no way
Choppa Michael Jackson, it sings
Bullets steady blasting in sync
You ain't with the action, no link (eh)
Turn you in past tense don't blink (eh)
There's a lot of money to be made I ain't chillin tho (cash)
Spending racks early got me thinking that it's cereal, (flash)
Know they talking down,when they with me I ain't hear it tho
No it's not cap imma make from my city tho (mhhm)
You ain't poppin pills man you poppin vitamins
You ain't want the smoke man I'm way too violent
I can't take a piece Imma need like all of it
Imma start a trend like I made the bottle flip (huh huh)
Swear I'm really bout it I should be a monument (boaw pew pew pew)
I ain't stopping nothing I ain't getting caught again (huh,huh)
Say that we alike but I swear we opposite
No you not about it know that I acknowledge it
Choppa with a blade yeah I'm bout to to chop it
Yeah I'm going crazy like I'm in a mosh pit
We all screaming maday like I'm in the cockpit
I ain't bout to fail I ain't talkin losses (no never)
Is there anything you did, that your mom does not know?

No
There has to be one thing
No, there's not one thing though
You never got your cheeks clapped?

Yo Mang
Like a player on the bench, we ain't playing no games don't play (Let's go!)
Yo Dev, you remember them days?
We was cooking in the cafe tryna get paid (What else?!)
Yup that was bout 7th 8th grade
Before I moved to the A, I was picking up babes
If you is not part of my gang, then please get up outta my face (Get up outta my face!)
Wait wait let's get it correct (What's going on?)
Mention my name, better put some respect (Uh huh)
Hop on a jet, I'm cocky to death, I'm going gorilla banging my chest
Screaming and yelling from the top of my breath
Cause we is the best, hit the connect, waving a Tek, making it (PLAH)
I'm taking ya check then taking ya chick (Woah!)
I'm making a mess then make your mother pick up the rest (Woah!)
Shorty a ten, fit is so fresh, I am impressed (Let's go!)
From the way she make it shake shake
Every now and then I like a lil cake cake
Block spinning, block spinning like a Beyblade (Blade)
7 songs in a week that's a great day (What else?!)
Got me thinking like what should I do now (Do now)
Used to be cool, but she rude now (Rude now)
Every handout I done threw it down (Threw it down)
I threw the party of the year when I flew down
(Facts, Let's GO)

(What)
(BITCH)
(HUH)
(Woah)
(On Bro)
(Pow)
(25)
(T-Shirt)
(Free Work)
(Bitch)
(Skrtt)