Deidara X Kisame

I told my crew hop on the ship
We finna go across the map
I got a extendo just like luffy
Finna knock yo fitted back

I just want fuck
She want to love I told her I not into that
I'm in the stu Im high as fuck
It got me where the ceiling at
These nigga lame they want be gang
I told em I ain't feeling that

Like I don't fuck with
You like nigga where was you
When I was sleeping on the floor
And I ain't have no food

When I was gone up off that dope
And I was skipping school
And they say I ain't got no feelings
Guess I'm kinda rude
And they say Huncho always lying
Guess thats kinda true

Like what it do I just fucked yo
Bitch and passed her to crew
My diamond dancing these not
Vvs bitch it's bulletproof

Straight to the Top
Bitch hand me that wock
And lock me in the booth
And my shooter call em Curry
Cause you know he known to shoot
Them yellow diamonds they might look at you
I might play peekaboo

Let me Ash all on his block
And light a nigga Pikachu

A brand new chop it got no stock
Bitch it might take a peek at you
Like order up we ship it off
Bitch it might take a week or two
Like okay two tone
Brand new AP on my wrist I can't move wrong

Moonwalking on this bitch I feel like
MJ fuck with a bad bitch Kim K
I got a whole lotta cash hid in
The Stash bitch I'm the don dada
Kiss on my ring I'm The Godfather

Put him on a shirt he a top opper
LuvHuncho you know that im top shotta
Them hollow tips they be the heart-stopper

Bitch we kicking in yo door like a kick-flip
I told that bitch get on the floor it's a stick up
Stick up tick up I make that bitch she gone
Lip-lock I got yo bitch she gone liplock
I got the guap it's non stop
Walk a bitch down he a dog yea
Stomach on hard bitch I'm off wock
Say huncho I feel like a rockstar

Brand new drac i hit my target
Damn i feel like a pop-star
We turn em to toast PopTart
These niggas be fake not heart
These niggas be 12 Paul Blart

I just hit the Louis Fendi Prada
Yea Designer Fashion
I just fucked his hoe and now he mad
I said im sorry for smashing
I just pull up on his block
Like round applause we started clapping
Hope to blow off one song goddamn
Lil Bitch shit I'm tired of rapping

Demon time my nigga Freddy
Krueger im all in your dreams
My last bitch steady be talking shit
And lying on my name
I told that bitch to watch her mouth
Because I'm out here chasing fame
Cause when I called about yo flaws
You sat and lied up in my face

Moonwalk right up on a bitch
Feel like Mike Jack
Walkup we gone shoot that boy
Push his shit back
Don't got no pole that boy he lack
Take his life can't get that back
Big ass chop that bitch blatt uhh
We live his shit splatt

Big ass choppa no carton
Givin em ink no splatooon
Can't Fuck with these nigga
be lying and switching the sides
Will steal in a blink of a eye
No kizzy I call on my twizzy
He pull up in yo city
Yo name on a blicky
Damnnnnnnnn

Yo time up my nigga
Shoulda gave me my guap instead
Of sneaking around on gang my nigga
I said that shit in front of my son
Cause you played out my nigga
and You really a snitch
You be talking all on gram like nigga
You really a bitch

Pillow talking that's how
You got lingo
Now the gang know the
Real so the team broke
We gone put it together
Believe all the pieces
From the start you been
In the dark just leeching
I been telling everyone
Just peep it now they
Seeing the signs
I can't fuck with that
Nigga or that hoe
No more they not
One of the guys

I can't slip or trip
Tell that bitch
Leave me alone
she can't ride up
On my ship I'm rocking
VLONE and Nicole

You see the ones that get it
Get it the ones who don't
Just don't shhhhh