Light Show

I
Can't even trust myself why would I trust a bitch
I
Got problems in my head I just be rushing shit
Yo nigga
Jus got his onion peeled he shouldn't trust these niggas
Duh
You ain't Hear What I Said that jus wasn't for these bitches
Bro
Jus Called me said he fucked up and he need a lick
Okay
but if shit go left I'm name is Benny sims
Dummy
Don't ask me who I'm wit bitch I be the clique
MBO And OSB My Niggas Running Shit
And if you don't agree that then come and slump me then
I told Frankie quit Complaining And Just Punch Me In
What The Fuck They Think They Doing they ain't touching 10
I know some niggas down in striker doing over 10
Let's go spin a Bend
And if them niggas still alive then shit let's spin again
Bitch don't do it you can't take the sentence to the chin
Trust issues I got scared I won't hurt again
Lame niggas always talking bout some shit that they ain't bout
Even through the demic I ain't never seen a drought
I'm the type to get that shit all the way in and move it Out
Them niggas lied and said the slid on us they only hit a house
Red and green lasers like a light show
I jus wanna beat it up Michael
Lil bitch keep tryna fuck she ain't my type tho
I'm just tryna life my life but all these niggas they just
Wanna see down
I'm that nigga now
Turn that ass around
Let me show you how I do it
I'm just tryna go some rounds
Let me drop it down
I know these niggas hate me now but I promise they won't do shit
I was at a stand still but I'm moving now
Most def I am a dummy cause this shit I'm blowing stupid loud
I always had the hoes but they classified as groupies now
She gon slow motion for me bitch think I'm juvenile
I I I Beat it up leave it to her man I cannot eat it up
Speed it up skrrrr this 392 gon leave in dust
It's different here them babies scream my song while I'm preforming
Heard yo mans ain't got no juice I think his cord got a shortage
I spent 30 on my chain yeah my diamonds pretty gorgeous
Oh you rap and ain't got no ice shit you really ain't important
All my niggas really street we was kids up off them porches
We was round the neighborhood looking like a bunch of orphans
I got hoes in different states some might never seen my face
I'm like section 8 boy I'll put a bitch right in her place
If the bitch bad enough, we might do a dinner date
She eat the dick then eat the kids
Shit, all this for a steak Damn
Red and green lasers like a light show
I jus wanna beat it up Michael
Lil bitch keep tryna fuck she ain't my type though
I'm just tryna life my life but all these niggas they just
Wanna see down
Im that nigga now
Turn that ass around
Let me show you how I do it
I'm just tryna go some rounds
Let me drop it down
I know these niggas hate me now but I promise they won't do shit



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Writer(s): Johnson Keenan
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