White Boi Rap

That's a white boi rap, bitches giving neck standing on the deck smoking a black
Do you Talk?
No I just rap, fuck in the back
Of the cab, yeah they down bad
Smoking that crack
Snorting that molly, only time I fall back
And that's a wrap

I was whipping in the 300
Now I'm in a hellcat with fat stacks, cat back, fucking with a long sack
Dripping like a pine tree, sticky sap
Pushing forward but you backtrack
I might bag that
Like it's Black Friday yeah
White Boi with a toe tag
My flows track
Your foot steps in the dark
Chopper in the backpack
Like I got my own ark
I'm taking gorillas like the pillies I'm feeling drug dealing
Dropping a pill and I'm killing

I don't know, I just rap
And that ain't no cap
Why the fuck you have to be all on my back
Cuz I get fat wraps? You ain't a backpack and that's that
Too many rats for the trap
And that's a fact
Now I think it's time to run it back
Get caught up tryna map out the plan
Are you fan? Cuz I'm a fan of getting bands
Shorty don't see I'm her mans
Cooking up in the kitchen
Need black pants and some non slip shoes
Cuz that p***** so juicy
Might slip up in the sauce then you're losing
End up with a bruise
If you pick and choose so loosely
Got me spitting blues
I'm so fucked up confused
Moving like a smooth criminal
I'm feeling so bad I'm dropping subluminals
Stealing your heart, then I rip it apart
She asks if I wanna take it back to the start
I say okay then we're passing go
Add up dinero for the bankroll
Just with my flow let's roll up like a blunt
I think I know where to begin
And that's with a win again my friend
Yuh

The ceiling I'm feeling the highest the room
I'm rolling like zoom
I'm blowing like boom
You step up you're doomed
Ignite the gasoline like fumes
I'm dropping the bomb, kaboom
You running I flew right though the rain
Of your pain blood running through my veins
It's insane
I'm villain like Caine white snow yeah the cocaine
Catch me dancing like I'm Ukraine
Fuck fame and the money make me irate
Like hate I came I saw I conquered you fake
Superman with a ripped cape
And I hit em in the rib cage
And another in the mid face feeling like a disgrace
I can't see the maze get the fuck out my face
Yeah we smoking on the good gas
No mid grade, fuck bitches make money
That's the god damn wave, bitch!
So god damn great, so god damn great
So so

That's that white boi rap