Uncaged

I cant love no thot hoe
Pussy like a pothole
Almost got popped out the lot
Now I be doing a lot
Can't fuck with my pops though
That nigga some pop hoe
My bitch feel like jello
Yours feel like hard tocos
My bitch gave me the me top oh
Told that bitch don't stop no
I ran from the cops
That's why I'm getting this Guap
Talking that real Fetty yeah I'm done posting on the block
Lit in BK and I'm starting problems in the rock
My bitch pussy pink yea
Your bitch pussy stink eww
Ya be taking loans why
We clearing the bank forreal
When I aim direct deposit and I shoot to kill
I need 100 rubber bands filled with hundred bills

I got to make it yea
Money I be making
If I ain't making shit I'll probably be taking shit
Diamond necklace iced out rope shit
Frost bracelets yellow on the other wrist
These niggas changing so much so I'm Caking
And niggas hating that shit make me more dangerous
Niggas claiming so much so I'm just waiting
It's time to unleash this beast and ya can't tame it

No I'm not the goat yet
Can't say I'm chopping no goat heads
But I'm on the way there
Young nigga I stay fierce
I ain't never really care
Ain't no space or room for fear
I'm more on point then a spear
For the loss I shed my tears
Shades match the tents
Hopping out a bens
Red all in my lens
Nigga I spend your rent
Me copping a Renty that's not a Fendi
Pull up in a Beamer that's not a Bentley
Ya bitch told me to make you a
Friendsy
I had to tell that bitch I ain't friendly

I got to make it yea
Money I be making
If I ain't making shit I'll probably be taking shit
Diamond necklace iced out rope shit
Frost bracelet yellow on the other wrist
These niggas changing so much so I'm Caking
And niggas hating that shit make me more dangerous
Niggas claiming so much so I'm just waiting
It's time to unleash this beast and ya can't tame it



Credits
Writer(s): Ishmael Walcott
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