Put Um On The Wall

I'm about to get ratchet in this bitch
Pull out a ratchet in this hoe
I'm already hype in this hoe
I'm ready
Aye
Aye

Stop asking what's my real name
Bitch I told you Geno
Keep my shit concealed
So you can never see what I'm on
Sleeping if you want to
Push yo top back like a futon
Off a couple times light switch
But now I'm back on
Damn Smoov been snapping
Not because the songs I snap on
Heard about Buff Gang
And how we get the pack gone
Niggas that we stepped on
Bitches we sent back home
Trill told me pop my shit
It's time that I drop something
Never did no sucker shit snitch or had to run
You know how I'm coming
The outcome is income
Niggas wanna pop smoke
Ok it's time to get the gun
See me in the back with the wood
And they don't want nun
Hot boy 500 degrees
I need a hot girl that'll can do what I need
Section 8 crib let me stash 10 P's
Baby daddy was a lame so she working for me
It's about time bitch I want it all
Never bite the hand that'll feed you
Or you will starve
Never thought I would see a bitch
Come up out my dog
Still love em like a bro
But I wanna give him the paws
Had to cut him off I'll knock Him out if we fought
We getting money over here
And ain't no pussy in my dogs
Niggas in their feelings tell them
Jump like frogs
Got drip to my left he'll put em on the wall
Writing on the wall rumors and all
See they ass in person they say nothing all
Talking bout situations
They don't wanna get involved
Keep them kids off the streets
And keep that pussy off the curb
Bitch aye
Stop playing bitch
Puszy hoe
Stop playing man