Fck It!

I hear these niggas they bap a lot
But I been G no cap a lot
I was down on my ass had to stack a lot
These niggas bluff what they rappin' bout
Actin' out, I'm spazzin' out, I stay on my shit no crashing out, nigga

I hear bap, fuck rap
I can go in, like that
Came out different, new strap
Bitches gon' go, no convincing
Bitches gon' fuck, Im that nigga
Fuck a bitch, then pass her to my nigga
Smoke a nigga, put him in a swisher
Turn him down, he wasn't even with it
Turn me up, make them niggas feel it
Pussy niggas, got them in their feelings
I done really gave it to him raw, them niggas bluffin' nigga I can feel it
Big DON, they stamping me the captain
Real demon, til I'm in the casket
Gang on my back, like a jacket
Find a mole, know I got a wack him
Money can't fold, got it stack it
Rob a nigga, since he wanna flash it
These niggas gettin' money backwards Somebody show them young niggas magic
It's like niggas sellin' their money for pussy, I know what you like, what you is you a pussy
Nigga I been in the game you a rookie, get your shit back, give a fuck how they took it
Niggas only act up when I ain't lookin', hand to fire, say I'm a cook
Niggas won't try this shit, won't try this
Okay, I'm back on my bullshit, I ain't stoppin' for nothin', I'm on it
Put three in the wood this morning, I be doin' shit, nigga I know I influence them
These niggas coppin' the flow, these niggas stealin' the sauce, you know I'm the don
You already know how the fuck I be rockin', they call me the boss, nigga



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Writer(s): Niyiraha Berry
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