Him

Face it niggas ain't been fucking with me
You leaving with one while I'm leaving with Three
You talking that shit you get put on the tee
This rapping shit fun I just do it for free
Pick a nigga up just like debris
Chop a nigga down just like a tree
Hoes in Kansas City and Tennessee
Better than who Yeah I disagree
Fuck a rich nigga then get delusional
You niggas my sons yeah you niggas juvenile
Niggas see my life and then be like damn
I just have to tell them yeah this is usual
Up the chopper yeah, you know it go bam
The tux on yeah it ain't even suitable
Bitch I'm too hot somebody grab a crucible
Cause ain't no telling what that nigga going do To you

Cause ain't no telling what the fuck might Happen
My hands clean got my young niggas trapping
Like the end of a speech
Niggas start talking too much Then the Chopper start clapping
Latina bitch I tell her tap in
She don't want Cel but I know that she Capping
Cut the beat off I'm like what the fuck Happened
I can't love a hoe I don't do distractions
I can't love a thot I feel like a loser
Eliante is my favorite jeweler
Don't bring your bitch around me or CC
You fuck around and you lose her
I got a Glock with a clip the same size as a ruler
My young niggas pull up and split your Medulla
These bitches be cold but you know that I'm Cooler
After I fuck I'ma call her a Uber
Dive in the pussy I feel like a scuba
Diver bitch I'm too hot like a lighter
She keep texting my phone but you know I Won't write her
She a beast on the dick because on god she a Rider
I be rapping on beats and I don't need a writer
I be kicking shit niggas be calling me striker
I be killing you niggas you need to retire
She tell me I love you I know she a liar

I feel like niggas wanna copy the flow
Low key I fell in love with your bitch cause she Always on go
My UK niggas never shoot yeah them niggas going to poke
I'm a god walking amongst men I feel like the Pope
I feel like Pharell cause I'm pushing the dope
FN tucked in the LV coat
I call her Aaliyah she rocking the boat
I'm riding her wave and I'm getting her soaked
If I don't got it on me my niggas going to tote
Just follow my lead and just follow my code
Y'all niggas they rap
Yeah they be in that mode
Nigga please do not cap
I put that on my soul
I keep running this shit they like damn, what's Next
I be rapping on beats leaving niggas perplexed
Me and Huncho them niggas like what you Expect
After I fuck I'ma send her a text
Sorry to tell you but you're not the best
Leaving niggas in distress CC niggas do it best
How the fuck I keep on rapping I'm not even Losing my breath



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Writer(s): Marcel Pena
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