Im Straight

I play a low rhymer, play a low rhymer, play a low rhymer, mmm, mmm, mmm
I just storm, you gon' catch it I just pressure with no pressure
Go ahead, take your time Outta sight, outta what you gotta stroke before
you shine We gon' get it out the mud if we got to

You say your niggas killers so are we, that's shot too
It's bout the mind games, yeah I'm with the plot too
Just play a role for your ass, be on Fox too I play it low, ride my wave, tryna get me
some cake Talk behind your back, you a suck dick and

your face with them same licks Ask them, can you fix him a plate
Are you kidding? I'm straight, yeah, shit, uh
I remember them broke days High school, tryna get it up off a cold place
First it was we ones, and I need funds We all know the streets is a cold bitch

And I turned to her, fell in love with her don't show no love, people that I love show me
One no love in it Nigga, I don't care if we are blood-eyed
Plug niggas, fuck niggas, that's how I honestly feel
They can hate all they want but can't say that I ain't real

Like I ain't build niggas up from empty to full
How I feel niggas cups, unwrap a block, make a mountain
Take my zone, put it back together then I give them chumps, still jumpin'
But these niggas chumps, they scared to take a risk

If the pussy good enough, I make a bitch make a bitch
You get it, probably not, he still on that kid shit
Nigga, I was young, askin' her, can he be a whip? Before he looked out, he told me sit down and listen
It's a grown man game, I replied, I ain't no little boy

Just let me know when them bricks in I just throw em, you gon' catch em
I just pressure with no pressure
Go ahead, take your time outta sight, outta what? You gotta struggle before you shine
We gon' get it out the mud if we got to

You say your niggas killers, so are we, that's shot too
It's bout the mind games, yeah, I'm with the plot too
Just play your role for your ass, be on Fox too
I play it low, round my way, tryna get me some cake

Talk behind your back, but suck dick in your face
With them same licks, ask him, can you fix him a plate
Are you kidding? I'm straight
Are you kidding? I'm straight, turn this flip to a eighth

An eighth to a brick, what's down bad? Got all my shit, this track shit, I really do
Shit, I been influenced, I'm giving bullets to these niggas just for that confusion
I'm drinking fully with that bag, we ain't get it to him
And it's a fully in my mag, we don't get into it

These niggas pussy, can't wait until I catch him
They thought that nigga was some work, how I'ma have to stretch him
Up through that doggie bone, I had to fetch him
Ain't no pressure with that compressor, and I got extras

Ain't no pressure, that cane is lesser, and my shit better
Niggas rapping like that, with that bitch, we really with whatever, nigga
I just storm, you gon' catch him
I just pressure with no pressure

Go ahead, take your time
Out of sight, out of what, you gotta struggle before you shine
We gon' get it out the mud if we got to
You say your niggas killer, so are we, that's shot too

It's bout the mind games, yeah, I'm with the plot too
Just play your role, for your ass be on Fox too
I play it low, ride my way, tryna get me some cake
Talk behind your back, but suck dick in your face

With them same lips, ask him, can you fix him a plate
Are you kidding, I'm straight