Vanish Mode

(Say boy you went too crazy)
Brrt!

Damn! Whopp, we need some more Muhammad Ali
I can fuck any bitch I want 'cause I'm cocky
Whole three five in the wood but this not P
Niggas say they looking for me, bitch, you know I'm out east
I vanish mode, all my bitches can't tell on me
Put me on your close friends, you wanna suck on me
And I know that pussy good, my dawg told me
He also told me "never come outside without your heat"

It's three o'clock when I slide in them DMs
There go Whopp, all them niggas wanna be him
Shoot a opp, nigga whenever I see him
We sliding early morning boy, it ain't gotta be PM (damn)
Is that ass real? Baby let me touch it
Fuck that, let me get behind it, baby, lеt me fuck it
She say, "Why you still soft?" "Bitch you gotta suck it"
Oh, you don't suck dick? Bitch ain't no sensе in coming

Slowed down on them Percs, 'cause I kept throwing up
Where you from? What you bang? Nigga, throw it up
We in a two-door with four hoes tryna go with us
I told them they can stay at the club if they ain't tryna fuck
No cap in my rap, we don't do no lying (at all)
That ass ain't fat enough, then bitch there ain't know what's flying
Stop cheating on my bitch, Lord knows I'm trying
Boy, these hoes for everybody, ain't none of these hoes mine

I'm a dog, so I hit that bitch doggy style
She said put it in her ass, damn lil' mama wild
Spot on evergreen, I'm a fucking wild child
I lay lil' mama on the floor like some fucking tile
Just brought a choppa, in another nigga hood wit' Whoppa Whoppa
They want beef then I'ma serve a nigga double whopper
She wanna fuck me, I just told the hoe to suck me sloppy
Record it on my phone, I'm kind of sneaky like I'm paparazzi

I pop pills, but I'm never ever pop a ratchie?
We crash out on the opps, but this ain't kamikaze
Bad bitch, don't know her name, so I'ma call her Kylie
I knew I was gon' fuck her from the first time I caught her smiling
They be tweaking on the 'net, but they ain't really about it
They just cheer for them niggas, never caught a body
I might go and kill a nigga, never talk about it
Leave him laying on the floor, put some chalk around it

I'm from the west, where them youngins ride with Dracos
Rob a nigga for him for everything he got, if he ain't gang, hoe
Baby let me fuck, I ain't got time for the games hoe
I ain't finna kiss you, but I'll bust on your face hoe (oh my God)
If I ain't kill him the first time, I'ma spin again
He got that woo on him, so fuck it, I'ma kill his friends
Lurking with my tool 'til it's time to drill again
They smoked mari', now a nigga tryna smoke twin