ALLEY OOP
She told me I need Jesus while she fucking on a demon
Narcissist like Playboi Carti, take my clothes off she not breathing
I told her go right to the back, she buss it right where Rosa seat is
Had to take the rubber off, heard she got a thing for breeding
Yeah I'm toxic, not shit, best be cautious
Peace of mind she lost it
Had her jumping up on dick just like them body parts in Boston
Shit we bombing, spin the block no problem, Hiroshima popping
Way I beat the pussy up its like she doing crime in Gotham, spot em got em
Uh, then I pass to the bro
And I hit, and I hit, yeah
I got her feeling some type of way
Bounce on the dick she go andele
She park on that Peter but she ain't no Auntie May
I'm Uncle Ben and these spiders my sons
Can't stomach this shit go get me the tums
Now I'm on your ass you rappers is bums, yeah
Paradox and Leyenda
They pass me the shits
My homies with heaters
They gassing my hits
I'll fuck you myself so stop asking my bitch
Better say something now we won't talk when I'm rich
I just swing harder the faster the pitch
I'm risking a miss but anything better than slashing my wrists
I'm just a man of wits
Smoking on cannabis
Bread, cheese and lettuce
I'm making a sandwich
Bro sent the open
So fuck it I ran with it
Born with the talent there ain't no planning this
Why you keep trying to make all these weak ass comparisons
Bitch I been with the troops like I been in the garrison
All of my shooters be snapping like terrapins
You gotta problem I pop and embarrass ya
Saying "mmkay" yeah you Mr. Garrison
Act like a bitch and you know I ain't scared of it
I want a Grammy so much Imma marry it
Piece on my side for the peace and preparedness
Fuck is you staring at, (What, what) fuck is you doing here
Pop like smoke might hit that woo
Got about ten rings I'm the black Wen Wu
I ain't never been jaded but I got that juice
Might wait till August Imma hit that too
With my dog like Snoop, drinking that gin no juice
Cuz I ain't never do no chaser, for a bitch that's what I wont do
Me and Siroka that's back to back
Bitch I been a titan attacking that
Take a shot of that Jaegar then back to black
Had to get my assist when I'm passing back
And my dawg never miss I been keeping track
Had to speed up the flow do another dash
Got too many bangers up in the vault
Put this bitch on the AUX and shit made me crash
Baby, welcome to the party
Ain't making deals yeah we ain't come to parlay
808 hit like it's welcome to heartbreak
If we ain't connecting I lie bout my star sign
Throwing those shots like we got in a bar fight
Cause you ain't got no business texting me
Talk to your ex
Then they keep on sexting me
Legs spread out wide
Yelling out open sesame
Y'all keep on laughing
And god keep on testing me
I got the recipe made for disaster
If you want forgiveness then go ask your pastor
Cause god don't give so easy
Try staying alive I roll with the BeeGees
No Wonder they don't see me Stevie
Isn't she lovely
Your pockets stay empty
You worried bout money
You worry bout me
And I worry bout nothing
I write my lil verses then light up the function
Narcissist like Playboi Carti, take my clothes off she not breathing
I told her go right to the back, she buss it right where Rosa seat is
Had to take the rubber off, heard she got a thing for breeding
Yeah I'm toxic, not shit, best be cautious
Peace of mind she lost it
Had her jumping up on dick just like them body parts in Boston
Shit we bombing, spin the block no problem, Hiroshima popping
Way I beat the pussy up its like she doing crime in Gotham, spot em got em
Uh, then I pass to the bro
And I hit, and I hit, yeah
I got her feeling some type of way
Bounce on the dick she go andele
She park on that Peter but she ain't no Auntie May
I'm Uncle Ben and these spiders my sons
Can't stomach this shit go get me the tums
Now I'm on your ass you rappers is bums, yeah
Paradox and Leyenda
They pass me the shits
My homies with heaters
They gassing my hits
I'll fuck you myself so stop asking my bitch
Better say something now we won't talk when I'm rich
I just swing harder the faster the pitch
I'm risking a miss but anything better than slashing my wrists
I'm just a man of wits
Smoking on cannabis
Bread, cheese and lettuce
I'm making a sandwich
Bro sent the open
So fuck it I ran with it
Born with the talent there ain't no planning this
Why you keep trying to make all these weak ass comparisons
Bitch I been with the troops like I been in the garrison
All of my shooters be snapping like terrapins
You gotta problem I pop and embarrass ya
Saying "mmkay" yeah you Mr. Garrison
Act like a bitch and you know I ain't scared of it
I want a Grammy so much Imma marry it
Piece on my side for the peace and preparedness
Fuck is you staring at, (What, what) fuck is you doing here
Pop like smoke might hit that woo
Got about ten rings I'm the black Wen Wu
I ain't never been jaded but I got that juice
Might wait till August Imma hit that too
With my dog like Snoop, drinking that gin no juice
Cuz I ain't never do no chaser, for a bitch that's what I wont do
Me and Siroka that's back to back
Bitch I been a titan attacking that
Take a shot of that Jaegar then back to black
Had to get my assist when I'm passing back
And my dawg never miss I been keeping track
Had to speed up the flow do another dash
Got too many bangers up in the vault
Put this bitch on the AUX and shit made me crash
Baby, welcome to the party
Ain't making deals yeah we ain't come to parlay
808 hit like it's welcome to heartbreak
If we ain't connecting I lie bout my star sign
Throwing those shots like we got in a bar fight
Cause you ain't got no business texting me
Talk to your ex
Then they keep on sexting me
Legs spread out wide
Yelling out open sesame
Y'all keep on laughing
And god keep on testing me
I got the recipe made for disaster
If you want forgiveness then go ask your pastor
Cause god don't give so easy
Try staying alive I roll with the BeeGees
No Wonder they don't see me Stevie
Isn't she lovely
Your pockets stay empty
You worried bout money
You worry bout me
And I worry bout nothing
I write my lil verses then light up the function
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Forrest
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