Walmart, Pt. 3

(Is that, is that what this is?)
(You're such a little brat)

I got lotta choppas, make you M.I.A., got blicky blicky
I be smoking wax outside the school, I make it sticky sticky
I got lotta hoes on my line, they're just like Icky Vicky
All my exes all up in my likes, I know they really miss me

Fur on my jacket, it comes from the zoo, I got a whole lotta swag and it came with a tool
And I'm anorexic, don't be munching on soup, I be starving myself cause' I stay in my Room
What you talking bout' when that glock's out, when I spaz out?
Pull up on you, take the trash out
Me and Matthew make the tracks loud

Blast now, I'm grabbing your bitch and she in a position then tapped out
What is that now? Claiming Mac 10's, sit your ass down
Lemme throw stones at your glass house
You gon' talk shit on my wife
You gon' bark bitch, but I bite
That's a call back when I write
You think I lost it, it's on sight
Lemme throw you a bone when I body the beat
And I know you a clone, you're a product of me so

Lower your tone when you're talking to me
Up with a gun when you walk up on me
And I spit in your face like I'm mad
Cracka, I'm using my hands
Homie lay off of the xans
I'm flyer than boy Peter Pan
I'm killing the game cause' I can

I'm doing my dance, she go in my pants
Ain't going to Heaven so please do not ruin my plans
I flew into France, bitch give me the yams
I'm shooting my shot cause' vegetation, ass reputation
No hesitation, I'm the best at hating, hope you pass away
And rip the pad the page, and this my passion, ain't it
Where's your cash you're saving?

Releasing emotions I bottled up, I'm grabbing these pussies like Donald Trump
I'm turning a Crip to a Blood, cause' that's all he coughing up
Offing them, this what you gotta love
Love eating these rappers and seeing it's Luke Gawne, I vomit up
Louis on me, what it cost
Uzi on me, now you gone
My beauty go beast when I flaunt, I'm nice

Tik Tok on my clock, homies staring at my wrist watch
Check on my neck, LOCKERS duo like we Drake and Josh
Max and Ruby with a toolie, gonna hit you, make your brain rot
You don't wanna see me in the dark, Juggernaut

What I got, in my space, you run or not
She say I'm sweet, I'm butterscotch
Your face in the streets, my gun will pop
Get a taste of me your tongue will rot
Uh, uh, uh, on the dot
Red dot, big barrel like Pinocchio
With the way she's lying on me thinking that she knows me? No
Do Si Do
If you snitching on me meet the Holy Ghost
I've been through the Ringer cause' I almost fucking overdosed
Too bad that I lived, now I'm the shepherd to the sorry goats

I got hoes, I got lotta flows, bro might overdose
Comatose, put you in a hole
Boutta lay you low, when you go
Hoe, don't hit my phone
I don't got no time for no jokes
Kill yourself with blow
I only got time for my pole

(Bow)