Virgin

I say, you know my circle
Tighter than a virgin

Play with that white, boy
Yea, you know my niggas workin'

Say she ain't need me
Look at how them tables turnin'

Bitch don't be nervous

Bitch, I'll up this bitch right now
And that's for certain

We back to back
With all them blickies in Suburbans

I know some Billies
Who'll crash out right on purpose

Change who you worship

Member nights was reminiscing
We just hopin' we could get it
Wish we didn't have to risk it
But we got to, for the ticket

Beggars cannot be no pickers
So I'm focused on this chicken
Plus, I'm grippin', with extensions
Make a nigga come up missin'

Pablo died, I swear I cried
He used to come up on them missions
Always in, and outta trouble
Like a bad boy from them Pistons

Plus, you know we down to rumble
So, you bet not send no disses
Cuz, that forty make him crumble
If I start to hear them hisses

No, we not gon take it lightly
So don't make me aggravated
You know my shootas get to snipin'
Load them hallows on the daily

Oh no, don't tolerate no hypin'
Niggas twelve, just like they Brady
And we ain't gon do no skypin'
Fuck these niggas, cuz they shady

I say, you know my circle
Tighter than a virgin

Play wit that white
Yea, you know my niggas workin'

Say she ain't need me
Look at how them tables turnin'

Bitch, don't be nervous

Bitch, I'll up this bitch right now
And that's for certain

We back to back
With all them blickies in Suburbans

I know some Billies
Who'll crash out right on purpose

Change who you worship

I know some niggas
Who'll come through
And'll change up yo religion

Yea, them niggas real malicious
Do no talkin', get to blicking

Forty sparkin', extra kick
And you get fried
Just like some chicken

Yea I know my time is tickin'
So I stay up on my tippie

Roll pasto just like a hippie
Paranoid, so I be grippin'
Double profit off the work
I swear to God that shit be flippin'

Off the trip, I go beserk
I hit the stu, and get to rippin'
Forty underneath my shirt
So my advice, don't give no lippin'

Catch lil bronem out in traffic
We gon aim all at yo fitted
And when they did it, they was maskin'
So, they ain't gon know who did it

Police come around
Don't do no talkin'
All they hear is crickets

But, that was just the way we was raised
Youngin's came up out them trenches

Hold on

I say, you know my circle
Tighter than a virgin

Play wit that white
Yea, you know
All my niggas workin'

Say she ain't need me
Look at how them tables turnin'

Bitch, don't be nervous

I flip ha over on the mattress
Give that perc dick

Look how she creamin' on the dick
That shit so perfect

You know I'm stabbin' it all night
It ain't no mercy

It ain't no mercy