No Extender

Little buzz always shows, shawty don't you know it's tender
(I know you)
(Eh rich boy)
(you know I'm still sounding crazy)

Music be a shady as it get I could get used to this
Younging turning up like am bic be producing hits
Concrete just two to seven
That's a lot of fugitives
I feel safer in the zone
Cause that's what all the shooters is
That's what all the skim poppers
That's where all the tutors live

Dog you talking all that work
You barely even move a split
Never had to shoot a jam never had to move a rig
Never cooked up on the form and never barbecued a big
Never air fried a brick never had to shoot a stick
Ain't had jack to do His shit never had to use His seed

Took three bricks from His plug as soon as you reneed
Palm angels moncler round here we do it big
Pint of the big daddy pounds of the mink jagger
Louis Cartier and garbage can full of brick rappers
Thuging with that stick dancer
Cause I hear the mix master pirates vision, were dropping glass like it's lens
Craft little buzz of a show

Shawty don't need no extends
On that one way dead and block
Where it ain't no surrender
Baby bottle full of wack I'm finna what a gender
He asked me if I hit His thot honestly don't remember
I had a cold summer and even colder winter
Grinding 25 angel got a total camera
Cause He say I not at all honestly don't remember me
Shooting up the mic away after I broke the blender
(I know you)

You burnt the pipe with the yayo new t shirt
You press them up quicker Isaac Palleo
It's Bo Chilla half a man of that old yellow
Out of this 1000 grease is what I'm trying for nigga
Counting slits I'm off the heats 30000 a lego
Another 60 in the sofa kush and that's a cost potato

For the cream cheese I could re rock a bagel
Selling pints of sleep, with that saint hand it will rock the cradle
We do this shit in real life this shit is not a fable
Come eat the man and if the legend is breath the next
Ten away I do more figure a been oppression,seen have take on my bull cricket in my metro
Let get it

Little buzz of a show
Shawty don't need no extends
From that one way dead and block where it ain't no surrenders
Baby bottle full of wack I'm finna for the change
He asked me if I hit His thot honestly don't remember

Had a cold summer I'm the even colder winter
Granted 25 eight you gotta throw the camera
Cause He say I nod at all honestly don't remember me
Shooting out the microwave after I broke the blend
(I know you)
What else what else
(I know you have been hurt)