Moe Syzlak

Frank you a fool for this one man
Aye, yeah
Tune, bitch!

Broke nigga showed a couple gees but he cant spend it
Me and broke don't belong in the same sentence
We can have the same joy stick but play the game different
Mama told me stay away from the streets but I ain't listen
Know the recipe to double it but I can't spit it
I can cook a brick and a full course meal in the same kitchen
Lil nigga invested in some work but he can't flip it
Lil nigga fucked up tried to rob now his brains missing
It ain't a target that I ain't hitting
She don't love me she just love the way the chain glisten
Hit her from the back no strings attached
Duck her after that ain't on none of that
I be going hard I ain't gassing this a fact
Capping on my name you gone catch one in yo cap
Big facts all my niggas trapping got a big sack
I just mixed balenci with the Fendi it was mix matched
He a sweet lick broke him off like a kit kat
Simps wanna see me behind bars like Moe Syzslak
Went over they heads they ain't get that
And we got 762s draco spit that
Left my old bitch she was nagging I don't miss that
Don't know if ima ever get these hoes but ima get racks



Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Green
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