22 Bars

I'll sue your parents and get court money every day
They pay your rent, I'm spendin' your money every day
I'm with your bitch, I'm a whore scammer for the pay
She look like an alien from Warhammer 40K
In the studio, take me one minute to write a song
Showed the cops how to hit a lick on a ride along
Better watch yourself around the heat, like the fire's on
Why you wanna know my government, you got a wire on?

Fuckin' dumbass
I gave your bitch more rides than a bus pass
He said it's forty for a thousand, I said fuck that
I got the Glock twenty-three with the drum mag
Never on no gimmick shit, I spit it fuckin' wicked
All these bitches on my dick and I don't even know these women
I don't do this every day, but when I do it's off the top
Off the Ritalin and pot

I don't fuck around with opps
I don't fuck around with bitches that be snitchin' to the cops
Makin' cash, makin' money, makin' motherfuckin' dough
I was posted in the trap with a hundred grams of dope
The other nine's in the whip
I got the nine on my hip
I'll do a line in the blink of an eye
And lose my mind when I'm drinkin' and drivin'
Passed out behind the wheel with my eyes open, smilin'



Credits
Writer(s): May Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link