No Leeches

I'm cutting off those who leeching
Don't want no bro's that's hoes and creeping

A 8th out the o, I'm chiefing
Where are the hoes, with goals that's skeezing
Was out on a boat last season
Out with the fam, jamaica was cheesing

It was pp and j, way back in the day
But shit, now it's steak I'm eating

Aint fucking with youngins
These little niggas hype,
And I'm getting too old for beefing

I'm focus on bread, and drip, and thots, and whips
And cribs I'm leasing

Ain't stressing a bitch, don't care bout who hit
It's cool my dawg we even

I been on my shit, out of the mix
It's labels and rappers I'm meeting

I took my little bitch out to steak forty-eight
I said grab any plate cuz I'm treating

Out in miami I hopped in a benz
And I'm on ocean drive, and I'm speeding

In and out lanes I'm weaving
You giving top or not stop teasing

Don't get on top for reasons
You ain't my bitch, the box not eating

Look

These niggas ain't like me
Niggas be shiesty
I be on some real shit
With niggas beside me

Let's talk

Don't gotta fake bone inside of my body
That shit is unlikely

Shit I'm too thurl
That's why I be clashing with niggas that's grimy

She let me hit on the first night
Ain't no fucking way that she wifey

Not shopping or copping from niggas
If it ain't no gas and It's pricey

The bitches I wanted, I had
And now they no longer excite me

I just be chasing a bag, if it's not bout guap
Don't invite me

Don't

I'm cutting off those who leeching
Don't want no bro's that's hoes and creeping
A 8th out the o, I'm chiefing
Where are the hoes, with goals that's skeezing
Was out on a boat last season
Out with the fam, jamaica was cheesing



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Writer(s): Kilo Leel
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