I CANT 2
But none of y'all niggas shit gonna pop shit like I pop mines
I been pushing beams shit amazing I'm all time
And where I'm from yeah you don't see that shit
A World war nine
Might pop zit boy you be killing shit just hold it down
Cause he know how they act
He know it can get wicked
My granny told me if they started man you gotta finish
I seen they let go of my eyes that shit had me tripping
I had to stay down with my problems wouldn't let me keep the distance
Ain't none of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
Ey,wha
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
What, Ey
Most of the niggas I caught up
From the plug get shot when he run up
Me and top we act dummer and dummer
Ain't no bad we gon turn into a drummer
Niggas bitches they feining off drama
And I'm tryna retire my momma
How they supposed cause I'm moon
That's just how I just do what i do
I made a hundred and fuck it right up
Made another one and bought me a house
Tell me the shit that you was talking about
You said you had it ion see it now
They told me stay humble I told em I can't
Act like if you would of had this bank
Out the country i be going through phases
When Im sleeping I be thinking about faces
Zero five half the shit I be craving
Mob times nigga back quit playing
All eyes when they pull out they fan
I be praying to God I'm running from satan
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
For real
And None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
Ey, What
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
Wah, Ey
Call my shooters they get wicked
I get the money we bussin his fidget
Upppin that glock windows are tinted
You got sum bitches but nobody in it
Feel like a bird lil bitch
Eating yo bitch desert lil bitch
Show them glocks ain't scared lil nigga
You got them racks yeah patek lil nigga
Yo bitch wanna fuck w me
Cause she said my diamonds look like uzi
Light skin bitch last week brown skin bitch
Now mexican cs i be choosy
Let them boys run the city i want the bread
She know i'm pimpin i still get the head
He wanna talk down we leaving em dead
Chasing that xan yeah chasing that check
He ain't got racks today
Homie snatch yo chain nigga u a loser
Bad lil bitch you know she bad
Yeah she a snake just like medusa
Fuckin a bitch once taking a cab
Yeah that bitch Cause she a booster
Ima grab my k they scared
Cause they know ima young shooter
(Yea, yea, yea)
Her feelings gone change when i pull all these racks out
I love how she look when im blowing her back out
I might pop me perc but im never gone back blackout
Just like wwe you get smackdown
I'm smoking flavor
Oh my god
She just wanna fuck me im a rockstar
She trynna fuck with me cuz i get paper
She told she like everything that i like
I mix codeine with sprite thats whatever i like
I like sliding on opps we could green light all over they shit
You might wanna get you a pipe
Yes i freestyle i will not write
Got a glock 45 to my left and my right
Met a bitch at the party she let me inside
Fuck that bitch in the cat with the hemi inside
Bitch im geeking, she say that she need me yea
She want to freak me, she can swallow semen yea
I get turnt up than a motherfuck
I know you see me now
Codien potion got me floating bitch im high up off the ground
I been pushing beams shit amazing I'm all time
And where I'm from yeah you don't see that shit
A World war nine
Might pop zit boy you be killing shit just hold it down
Cause he know how they act
He know it can get wicked
My granny told me if they started man you gotta finish
I seen they let go of my eyes that shit had me tripping
I had to stay down with my problems wouldn't let me keep the distance
Ain't none of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
Ey,wha
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
What, Ey
Most of the niggas I caught up
From the plug get shot when he run up
Me and top we act dummer and dummer
Ain't no bad we gon turn into a drummer
Niggas bitches they feining off drama
And I'm tryna retire my momma
How they supposed cause I'm moon
That's just how I just do what i do
I made a hundred and fuck it right up
Made another one and bought me a house
Tell me the shit that you was talking about
You said you had it ion see it now
They told me stay humble I told em I can't
Act like if you would of had this bank
Out the country i be going through phases
When Im sleeping I be thinking about faces
Zero five half the shit I be craving
Mob times nigga back quit playing
All eyes when they pull out they fan
I be praying to God I'm running from satan
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
For real
And None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
Ey, What
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
None of y'all niggas really gon pop shit like this
Wah, Ey
Call my shooters they get wicked
I get the money we bussin his fidget
Upppin that glock windows are tinted
You got sum bitches but nobody in it
Feel like a bird lil bitch
Eating yo bitch desert lil bitch
Show them glocks ain't scared lil nigga
You got them racks yeah patek lil nigga
Yo bitch wanna fuck w me
Cause she said my diamonds look like uzi
Light skin bitch last week brown skin bitch
Now mexican cs i be choosy
Let them boys run the city i want the bread
She know i'm pimpin i still get the head
He wanna talk down we leaving em dead
Chasing that xan yeah chasing that check
He ain't got racks today
Homie snatch yo chain nigga u a loser
Bad lil bitch you know she bad
Yeah she a snake just like medusa
Fuckin a bitch once taking a cab
Yeah that bitch Cause she a booster
Ima grab my k they scared
Cause they know ima young shooter
(Yea, yea, yea)
Her feelings gone change when i pull all these racks out
I love how she look when im blowing her back out
I might pop me perc but im never gone back blackout
Just like wwe you get smackdown
I'm smoking flavor
Oh my god
She just wanna fuck me im a rockstar
She trynna fuck with me cuz i get paper
She told she like everything that i like
I mix codeine with sprite thats whatever i like
I like sliding on opps we could green light all over they shit
You might wanna get you a pipe
Yes i freestyle i will not write
Got a glock 45 to my left and my right
Met a bitch at the party she let me inside
Fuck that bitch in the cat with the hemi inside
Bitch im geeking, she say that she need me yea
She want to freak me, she can swallow semen yea
I get turnt up than a motherfuck
I know you see me now
Codien potion got me floating bitch im high up off the ground
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Writer(s): Yatzel Elier Calderon Rivera, Yecr
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