Cat in the Hat
Tough times never last
Only tough people last
I cook in the oven
I can't get enough and Im still getting buckets
Turned nothin to something
Get chicken like nuggets
Im fuckin his bitch and that nigga just mad he don't get no Mclovin
Im still gettin money
You need you some huggies
Yall moving too slow like you sip robitussin
No make up she ugly You bitches been bugging
I got in my bag bitch I came with my luggage
Yall know I stay packed (Huh)
Way that Im spitting that poetry Cat in the Hat
After the trap (Huh)
Member we's fuckin that bih from the back of the back
I mastered my craft (Huh)
Niggas say Judo be sleeping bitch I don't take naps
Thats just no cap (Huh)
Puffing exotic can't breathe thats a asthma attack
That nigga past tense
Number one draft pick
I make his casket get closed like the captions
I just might kill this whole shit with no adlibs Sike
Stuff all them racks in my mattress
I make that big booty bih do a backflip
Had to run off on the plug he was taxing
Meet me at Jackson came with a Mac 10
He was doing acid that was way back
Niggas wasn't stressing bout nothing but family
I swear we didn't even care about shit
I cannot fuck with yall negative energy funny
How bitches wanna fuck with the kid
Take that shit back I cant take what you handing me pockets to heavy
I walk with a limp
Bitches get crazier this shit insanity
Funny how ones thats your friends turn to enemies
Funny how yall niggas aint understanding me
Thats why a real nigga talk to himself
Bro got that pack that shit straight outta Cali
I ship that bitch out like a pack in the mail
Niggas dead be screaming free all my niggas
When really two hundred the price of the bail
My main bitch a trophy that shit not for sale
Don't move by my lonely but stay to myself
I cook in the oven
I can't get enough and Im still getting buckets
Turned nothin to something
Get chicken like nuggets
Im fuckin his bitch and that nigga just mad he don't get no Mclovin
Im still gettin money
You need you some huggies
Yall moving too slow like you sip robitussin
No make up she ugly You bitches been bugging
I got in my bag bitch I came with my luggage
Yall know I stay packed (Huh)
Way that Im spitting that poetry Cat in the Hat
After the trap (Huh)
Member we's fuckin that bih from the back of the back
I mastered my craft (Huh)
Niggas say Judo be sleeping bitch I don't take naps
Thats just no cap (Huh)
Puffing exotic can't breathe thats a asthma attack
Only tough people last
I cook in the oven
I can't get enough and Im still getting buckets
Turned nothin to something
Get chicken like nuggets
Im fuckin his bitch and that nigga just mad he don't get no Mclovin
Im still gettin money
You need you some huggies
Yall moving too slow like you sip robitussin
No make up she ugly You bitches been bugging
I got in my bag bitch I came with my luggage
Yall know I stay packed (Huh)
Way that Im spitting that poetry Cat in the Hat
After the trap (Huh)
Member we's fuckin that bih from the back of the back
I mastered my craft (Huh)
Niggas say Judo be sleeping bitch I don't take naps
Thats just no cap (Huh)
Puffing exotic can't breathe thats a asthma attack
That nigga past tense
Number one draft pick
I make his casket get closed like the captions
I just might kill this whole shit with no adlibs Sike
Stuff all them racks in my mattress
I make that big booty bih do a backflip
Had to run off on the plug he was taxing
Meet me at Jackson came with a Mac 10
He was doing acid that was way back
Niggas wasn't stressing bout nothing but family
I swear we didn't even care about shit
I cannot fuck with yall negative energy funny
How bitches wanna fuck with the kid
Take that shit back I cant take what you handing me pockets to heavy
I walk with a limp
Bitches get crazier this shit insanity
Funny how ones thats your friends turn to enemies
Funny how yall niggas aint understanding me
Thats why a real nigga talk to himself
Bro got that pack that shit straight outta Cali
I ship that bitch out like a pack in the mail
Niggas dead be screaming free all my niggas
When really two hundred the price of the bail
My main bitch a trophy that shit not for sale
Don't move by my lonely but stay to myself
I cook in the oven
I can't get enough and Im still getting buckets
Turned nothin to something
Get chicken like nuggets
Im fuckin his bitch and that nigga just mad he don't get no Mclovin
Im still gettin money
You need you some huggies
Yall moving too slow like you sip robitussin
No make up she ugly You bitches been bugging
I got in my bag bitch I came with my luggage
Yall know I stay packed (Huh)
Way that Im spitting that poetry Cat in the Hat
After the trap (Huh)
Member we's fuckin that bih from the back of the back
I mastered my craft (Huh)
Niggas say Judo be sleeping bitch I don't take naps
Thats just no cap (Huh)
Puffing exotic can't breathe thats a asthma attack
Credits
Writer(s): Naheem Sterlin
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