T-Shirt

I be high bitch Im smoking cat piss
I got a bitch that want to link with me at six
All in my pockets asking about Ben Franklin
I got a glock on me, double hair trig
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt

I ain't fuck with school, fuck my teacher
Wet that boy up, pepper mint T shirt
Hold up, cause I'll put in work I go berzerk
Hold up, cause I'll put in work I go berzerk
Feel like Joe cause a nigga always in some dirt
Sit in the middle, niggas ain't gone even put in work
Sit in the middle niggas hitting kids ain't trained to kill
She ain't want them tens nomo I gave her thirty pills
I be high, bitch Im smoking all up on my opps
I be high getting top from a local thot
Opps be dissing me and they knowin that they shit gone flop
If they do a name drop they hear a bunch of shots
Switches on our glocks so you know the shots won't stop
See y'all swinging glocks knowing that that shit be props
Cant catch me riding in no tint just like a fucking fish
They see me well, I make these bitches want to fuck and wish

I be high bitch Im smoking cat piss
I got a bitch that want to link with me at six
All in my pockets asking about Ben Franklin
I keep a glock on me, double hair trig
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt
Fuck it, put him on a T Shirt



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Writer(s): Cyril Graham
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