4Nafaygo
Eating Alligator nuggets
And a salad out the country
I'm a innovator fuck it
Cause you niggas doing nothing
Brodie just said he slangin and hit him if I need a onion
I'm a pull up in a Benz and have a lil nigga crying
Talkin to my bitch will get a lil nigga fired
I'm a calculated nigga in the kitchen doing science
With a test tube
Im smoking jet fuel
And I ain't dying
Like I'm Deadpool
And if I get blew
My niggas find him
We done both fucked yo bitch
Now it's awkward
Dumbass you gone get shot
You tryna Box first
Rematch you might get bought
You on the clock
Think he clockwork my young bull smart
He go to Oxford
Bitch get up off my dick
You tryna block her
Nigga said my fault quick
Before he got hurt
Bitch lying on my dick
Like I done knocked her
You ain't selling nothing
Lil nigga doing soft serves
Rat ass bitch
I'm spending little to nothing
We only fuckin
Get a Uber I'm a keep it 100
You tryna hop in the passenger
Like I'm spendin some money
We ain't huggin and kissing
And I ain't showing no loving
You just a one night
Bitch I see the reaper in the mirror
Hold a gun tight
Niggas brought subpoena's and polices
To the gunfight
Puttin 80 thousand on a Rollie
Yea that some light
Rumor I was jugging all my workers
But that's unlike
Pull a white bitch have her fuckin on the first day
Money in the air make it rain while she earthquake
And the bitch naked, got cake
It's her Birthday
First things first I know you niggas
By your first name
Birthed niggas probably gave half of them they rap name
Fuck nigga thinking he mad I seen his scrap game
Weak nigga boy you a ham lower a octane
Give yo big homie a tombstone he Rod wave
Nigga
Fuck out of here
You not gang
Niggas on my head get one shot
I'm Scott Hanks
Take a nigga boof ass weed
Like nigga not thanks
Niggaz ain't catch no case
Cause he pop blanks
Know a couple killers shoutout JB and G
We playing war zone if I hear niggas coming for me
I'm shooting pornos you and yo bitch a walking disease
You niggas weirdo
He too broke to be talkin to me
Bitch
So what the fuck is niggas talkin bout
Get a big chop call it doggy
How I walk it out
Pull up
We on yo block
It's gettin foggy out
Talk shit
He on IG
But we gone log em out
Bitch got
My dick one time
She tryna hog it now
Free Jae it's STK
Until they all get out
It's free base
I eat big steak
It's from a holy cow
For lead way
You boys not safe
You need a goalie now
Nigga
It's been 5 years you gettin older now
Rappin bout the same ass weight
It's on yo shoulders
Lil nigga still ain't gettin money
Cause we ain't told him how
Dusse get one big case
And put a stogie out
Nigga
Nigga Free Jae you already know
I'm bouta be home
All y'all niggas hatin
All y'all niggas lil niggas
Pussy ass niggas
Guess what Jae comin home
Yup
Aye real shit
Yup
MAAB!
Motherfuckin Maab
All day
All day
All day
Yea you already know that tho
Shout out my niggas man
Shout the fuckin Maab
Yop
Nigga you talkin to big pimpin
Pull up you run in the house like Bart Simpson
Fuck around and fire a nigga just like benson
Stack up and move out west for self cleansing
See me you hate my guts you offended
Talk down you get chin check yo shit crimson
Leakin just like yo bitch but I been hit
And a salad out the country
I'm a innovator fuck it
Cause you niggas doing nothing
Brodie just said he slangin and hit him if I need a onion
I'm a pull up in a Benz and have a lil nigga crying
Talkin to my bitch will get a lil nigga fired
I'm a calculated nigga in the kitchen doing science
With a test tube
Im smoking jet fuel
And I ain't dying
Like I'm Deadpool
And if I get blew
My niggas find him
We done both fucked yo bitch
Now it's awkward
Dumbass you gone get shot
You tryna Box first
Rematch you might get bought
You on the clock
Think he clockwork my young bull smart
He go to Oxford
Bitch get up off my dick
You tryna block her
Nigga said my fault quick
Before he got hurt
Bitch lying on my dick
Like I done knocked her
You ain't selling nothing
Lil nigga doing soft serves
Rat ass bitch
I'm spending little to nothing
We only fuckin
Get a Uber I'm a keep it 100
You tryna hop in the passenger
Like I'm spendin some money
We ain't huggin and kissing
And I ain't showing no loving
You just a one night
Bitch I see the reaper in the mirror
Hold a gun tight
Niggas brought subpoena's and polices
To the gunfight
Puttin 80 thousand on a Rollie
Yea that some light
Rumor I was jugging all my workers
But that's unlike
Pull a white bitch have her fuckin on the first day
Money in the air make it rain while she earthquake
And the bitch naked, got cake
It's her Birthday
First things first I know you niggas
By your first name
Birthed niggas probably gave half of them they rap name
Fuck nigga thinking he mad I seen his scrap game
Weak nigga boy you a ham lower a octane
Give yo big homie a tombstone he Rod wave
Nigga
Fuck out of here
You not gang
Niggas on my head get one shot
I'm Scott Hanks
Take a nigga boof ass weed
Like nigga not thanks
Niggaz ain't catch no case
Cause he pop blanks
Know a couple killers shoutout JB and G
We playing war zone if I hear niggas coming for me
I'm shooting pornos you and yo bitch a walking disease
You niggas weirdo
He too broke to be talkin to me
Bitch
So what the fuck is niggas talkin bout
Get a big chop call it doggy
How I walk it out
Pull up
We on yo block
It's gettin foggy out
Talk shit
He on IG
But we gone log em out
Bitch got
My dick one time
She tryna hog it now
Free Jae it's STK
Until they all get out
It's free base
I eat big steak
It's from a holy cow
For lead way
You boys not safe
You need a goalie now
Nigga
It's been 5 years you gettin older now
Rappin bout the same ass weight
It's on yo shoulders
Lil nigga still ain't gettin money
Cause we ain't told him how
Dusse get one big case
And put a stogie out
Nigga
Nigga Free Jae you already know
I'm bouta be home
All y'all niggas hatin
All y'all niggas lil niggas
Pussy ass niggas
Guess what Jae comin home
Yup
Aye real shit
Yup
MAAB!
Motherfuckin Maab
All day
All day
All day
Yea you already know that tho
Shout out my niggas man
Shout the fuckin Maab
Yop
Nigga you talkin to big pimpin
Pull up you run in the house like Bart Simpson
Fuck around and fire a nigga just like benson
Stack up and move out west for self cleansing
See me you hate my guts you offended
Talk down you get chin check yo shit crimson
Leakin just like yo bitch but I been hit
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