Superman

Back in the booth no Clark Kent
You think you safe cuz you got dark tints
Instead of splurging on these bitches
Better bulletproof the whip
E bike on the highway
Chase the v
Up the grip
40 wit a 30 and its hollows in this shit
Came with a green beam
Ain't no way that ima miss
Disrespected the team
Now he resting in piss
Left him on the scene
Now his brains up in the spliff
Oh you tough
Talking bout is up
Boi really not gone be missed
When your gang hear this
They gone think it's a diss
But I only speak facts
I don't follow the politics
So
Just in case you ain't know
Fuck the other side
They could suck my whole dick
Weirdo nigga mad at me cuz he wifed my old bitch
Somebody please tell me how that make sense
Matter Fact
Tell E&E Come Get His Bitch
While you at it
Let him know she on 1st sucking dick
Now really think about the last time you gave that bitch a kiss
Nasty nigga lol
Probably used your tongue and all that shit
She pulled up to the crib while you was watching the kid
All she needed was some Taylor port
That's was it
Got the gallon
I only took a couple sips
Introduced her to my bitch
Smoked a couple spliffs
Let her the clips
And She was ready to get did
Got it on cam
Might just put it in my next vid
My daughter wasn't there
I hit it right by her crib

She blew the grip... Like a hoe
Ate my bitch... Like a pro
Lying
Talking bout
This some shit she never did before
I looked at her
Like
Yea
I know
Yea yea i know
Close Friends
Green Rings
Niggas seen her toppin off
Better buy a leash cuz that bitch really a dog
More like a stray
The streets where she belong
You need new cape
Superman
Sucka for love
Smoke you like a vape if you ever try to run up
Gwop all my life never catch me faking the funk
Have frappz lay you down while I'm takin the skunk
Keep a pipe like a plumber
You can play if you want
Mossberg put em under
Call me Kobe wit the pump
It's gone be hot summer if you stuck in the trunk
Niggas ain't spin yet it been a year and some months
Talking tough on the net but they really some chumps
No OTF this ain't really want you want
Have slizz cook you like a chef
Toast you like a croissant
Splash brothers
He Steph
So that mean I'm Clay Thomp
Do you like whatshisname if you try to play dumb
Put your picture in a frame right next to your day one
But they really just mad they niggas used to exist
Try to intervene and you could be next on the list
Keep it on me i dont gotta pay to get you hit
Rat niggas biting cheese how tough and a snitch
Body full holes left him looking like some swiss
He had it on him so tell me how he get left in the whip
Probably lacking thinking bout somewhere politics
Probably off a zan or something so he was out of it
Ballin like frappz all my shooters got scholarships
Where was you when me and smitty had the counterfeits
Most niggas would've took the L but we made a flip



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Writer(s): William Wilson
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