Idk
All I see is blood I'm surrounded by theses demons
Catch me wit this semi
Late night creeping wit the Hethans
This one for them niggas who need something to believe in
All these blue stripes got me fiending got me geekin
She gone suck and swallow she gone eat up On this semen
She say that she love me, love you to I'm so misleading
Got a new bit*h every season I ain't tweakin
Fuckin hoes and counting money aye I do this every weekend
Yeah I do this every weekend
Fucking hoes and countin money I'm surround by these demons
Why she calling why she ringing
Told her I don't want your love I don't want it you can keep it
Two bad bitches at the same damn time
Ion do no dopein but my white bit*h love them lines
I ain't stickin to the script ion draw inside the lines
Call my 30 oh my god way it's blowing niggas minds
Piped up off this Fanta got me Leaning all sorts
At da shows t'd up they say I need an oncore
I swear I'm all about this money, yeah I'm up but need more
I ain't beefin wit no pussy who name got an underscore
They say I talk to much but all I do is keep it G
I'll rather go to jail for life aint no pussy killin me
Niggas always in my mentions, how come we ain't never link
Cause niggas tough behind the net, they don't think they just tweet
You ain't really rappin you just talking over beats
And you ain't really hard you just a Junkie wit a team
Don't let this hype shit fool you I'll slap you out yo jeans
All I do is talk shit and these bitches love me
Catch me wit this semi
Late night creeping wit the Hethans
This one for them niggas who need something to believe in
All these blue stripes got me fiending got me geekin
She gone suck and swallow she gone eat up On this semen
She say that she love me, love you to I'm so misleading
Got a new bit*h every season I ain't tweakin
Fuckin hoes and counting money aye I do this every weekend
Yeah I do this every weekend
Fucking hoes and countin money I'm surround by these demons
Why she calling why she ringing
Told her I don't want your love I don't want it you can keep it
Two bad bitches at the same damn time
Ion do no dopein but my white bit*h love them lines
I ain't stickin to the script ion draw inside the lines
Call my 30 oh my god way it's blowing niggas minds
Piped up off this Fanta got me Leaning all sorts
At da shows t'd up they say I need an oncore
I swear I'm all about this money, yeah I'm up but need more
I ain't beefin wit no pussy who name got an underscore
They say I talk to much but all I do is keep it G
I'll rather go to jail for life aint no pussy killin me
Niggas always in my mentions, how come we ain't never link
Cause niggas tough behind the net, they don't think they just tweet
You ain't really rappin you just talking over beats
And you ain't really hard you just a Junkie wit a team
Don't let this hype shit fool you I'll slap you out yo jeans
All I do is talk shit and these bitches love me
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Writer(s): Anthony Ards
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