Recuperate
Throw that shit up
If you got you some bands
Bitch shaking ass
Left to right with no hands
Pop me a perk
Naw I popped a zan
French kiss the dick
Yea she think we in France
Fly as a plane
Like I'm never gone land
Arm in the rim
Like it's NBA Jam
Burberry Covers
Givenchy my lenses
Just like a top
Man you know we gone spin
High as the sky
Dick in her guts
Bet she buss it
Like plies
Niggas be flagging
You know that you foul
Tech and the clip
It be long as a mile
Run with the sack
Like I play for the browns
Sipping the don
Finna mix it with crown
Don't want no bitch
Ain't no holding me down
BlockBoy My Glock
Cuz it won't make a sound
My weed always loud
Smoke by the ounce
Naw we smoke by the pound
Call that bitch Pac
Cuz she get around
Bought a new coat
I ain't check the amount
Too many zeros
Don't know how to count
She sending the lo
So you know I'm in route
Fuck from the back
Trying to pull out her scalp
You see that I'm trending
All over the map
Niggas be sleep
Gone take a nap
Tracy Mcgrady
I know I'm the one
Draco it's on me
Don't fuck with hand guns
Passing the bitch
So I named her baton
Knots always on me
I came from the slums
Sippin on wok
And it's making me numb
Just like Selena
I keep me a wand
Glock with a switch
Finna buy me a drum
That paper I need it
I'm itching my palm
Back in the zone
Dnd to my phone
I ain't got no heart
So I pack me a chrome
Big Magazine
Know i roll
And get stoned
Talkin to bosses
Then lower ya tone
Got a lil slut
Stay in boca raton
Stick in the box
Like Sylvester Stallone
PPP hitting
Come get you a loan
Candy Paint whip
So I think I'm Malone
Switching it up
Know I'm hot like a stove
Gucci my kicks
Str8 designer my clothes
Put a tag on him
I'm talking bout toe
I got that white
And ain't talking snow
Runtz in the pack
So you know what I smoke
Neva be lacking
Barretta I tote
Str8 off the top
Like it never was wrote
I don't want the pussy
Just give me the throat
Bitches be messy
And doing the most
Watch for the drip
Or you gonna get soaked
Call ha the captain
She driving the boat
Keep me a tommy
Don't end up like ghost
Blow like a whistle
No smoke in his lung
Seven hundred and sixty-two know the clip
It be long
I'm not a wizard
I pack me wand
Niggas be snitches
Call them Uncle Tom
If you got you some bands
Bitch shaking ass
Left to right with no hands
Pop me a perk
Naw I popped a zan
French kiss the dick
Yea she think we in France
Fly as a plane
Like I'm never gone land
Arm in the rim
Like it's NBA Jam
Burberry Covers
Givenchy my lenses
Just like a top
Man you know we gone spin
High as the sky
Dick in her guts
Bet she buss it
Like plies
Niggas be flagging
You know that you foul
Tech and the clip
It be long as a mile
Run with the sack
Like I play for the browns
Sipping the don
Finna mix it with crown
Don't want no bitch
Ain't no holding me down
BlockBoy My Glock
Cuz it won't make a sound
My weed always loud
Smoke by the ounce
Naw we smoke by the pound
Call that bitch Pac
Cuz she get around
Bought a new coat
I ain't check the amount
Too many zeros
Don't know how to count
She sending the lo
So you know I'm in route
Fuck from the back
Trying to pull out her scalp
You see that I'm trending
All over the map
Niggas be sleep
Gone take a nap
Tracy Mcgrady
I know I'm the one
Draco it's on me
Don't fuck with hand guns
Passing the bitch
So I named her baton
Knots always on me
I came from the slums
Sippin on wok
And it's making me numb
Just like Selena
I keep me a wand
Glock with a switch
Finna buy me a drum
That paper I need it
I'm itching my palm
Back in the zone
Dnd to my phone
I ain't got no heart
So I pack me a chrome
Big Magazine
Know i roll
And get stoned
Talkin to bosses
Then lower ya tone
Got a lil slut
Stay in boca raton
Stick in the box
Like Sylvester Stallone
PPP hitting
Come get you a loan
Candy Paint whip
So I think I'm Malone
Switching it up
Know I'm hot like a stove
Gucci my kicks
Str8 designer my clothes
Put a tag on him
I'm talking bout toe
I got that white
And ain't talking snow
Runtz in the pack
So you know what I smoke
Neva be lacking
Barretta I tote
Str8 off the top
Like it never was wrote
I don't want the pussy
Just give me the throat
Bitches be messy
And doing the most
Watch for the drip
Or you gonna get soaked
Call ha the captain
She driving the boat
Keep me a tommy
Don't end up like ghost
Blow like a whistle
No smoke in his lung
Seven hundred and sixty-two know the clip
It be long
I'm not a wizard
I pack me wand
Niggas be snitches
Call them Uncle Tom
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Writer(s): Qadiir Wajd
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