Evil

Woke up on some evil shit talking bout Knievel shit
I done put that belt right on his ass you would think I'm Pootie Tang
Nigga put that money on his top Nigga brought your brain
Geeda put that shotgun on that boy fuck it let it bang
Nigga ima trick a bitch woke up her to start sun shit
Nigga I had put this shit on dare a Nigga touch my wrist
Pezzy he be catching vibes with hoes no I don't bit
That's your hoe she in the back trying take a soul bit

Everything I speak it be real damn truth Nigga
I'm a let you wine and dine the hoe that be your luck Nigga
I was free for a whole week and I hit the booth
I was free for 2 days I even ignored your boo
He had hop out with that stick ain't even try to shoot aye
I had put this shit In motion fuck what you went through
Nigga I'm gone bang out with the gang that what I do
This bitch trying to fuck me inside of my car this a coupe



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Writer(s): Jaquan Johnson
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