Distractions

Baby lemme turn you over
Ima fuck you like a G do
Body bussin' out the see thru
And she down to eat the meat too

Can't get caught up in distractions
Only thing a nigga need, blues
But lately I been scrollin'
You been all up on my feed boo

She gon ride it like corolla
She some heat, she can't keep cool
Hit my phone like motorola
Need a Z, or a P too

Know I got it for the smokers
Talkin' good dope
When we poppin' in them chokers
Know we good hoe

I been focused, steady workin'
Ain't no cool shit
In the booth, it's with a purpose
Cuz I'm too sick

Ima hit every bitch I went to school wit
And Ima shit on all the niggas I won't cool wit

Nigga envy, got my semi
Let my tool kick
If he try me, issa homi
He a fool bitch

You grimey, tryna line me
Meet yo doom shit
Get a blessing from that Pastor
In that pool pit

All them nights on Forestford
I was prayin' to the Lord
Know I gotta make it home
So I grippin' on my sword

I'm clutchin' on the chrome
Even when I hit record
Try to score
Send 150 shots right through yo ford

You know that Ima pull it
If it's conflict, don't avoid
Forty glock wit hallow bullets
And I grip it wit some poise

Lost my brother, heart is empty
Call up brodie, if you tempt me
Lito slide through wit the MP
He gon quiet allat noise

Baby lemme turn you over
Ima pin you to the mattress
Know that you a bad bitch
Spend them racks on you in Saks Fifth

Then again, can't do distractions
And I can't een do no lackin'
Nigga really just been stackin'
Cuz I gotta make it happen

She gon ride like a Ferrari
When she gone off the Bacardi
I can't wife you baby, sorry
Cuz you be at every party

Know it's on me out in traffic
Get yo head bussed
Up this semi automatic
Splatter red stuff

Ask me why a nigga cold
Cuz I miss my brodie Pablo
Nigga diss him, know it's on
When I see him, let my fye blow

Get my people outta Raleigh
Send my momma out to Cabo
Member used to push a dolly
Now I'm prolly hoppin' time zones

Hop inside the nissan
Do the dash, and I lane switch
Got my glizzy, for a peon
Ima blast, buss yo brains bitch

Ever since they killed my brother
Been on gang shit
And I can't stop, until his mother
Get them franklins

Baby lemme turn you over
Ima fuck you like a G do
Body bussin' out the see thru
And she down to eat the meat too

Can't get caught up in distractions
Only thing a nigga need, blues
But lately I been scrollin'
You been all up on my feed boo

She gon ride it like corolla
She some heat, she can't keep cool
Hit my phone like motorola
Need a Z, or a P too

Know I got it for the smokers
Talkin' good dope
When we poppin' in them chokers
Know we good hoe

Know lil Woadie gon be good
While I got breath
And Ima get her out the hood
Out them projects

Cuz them niggas going through it
Make a hot mess
But on my soul, they over do it
Get left wit hot flesh

I know my people they dependin
So G Pe$o gon perform
I be movin' like a menace
So that forty cal no showin'

Not tryna get a sentence
Wanna put my people on
Have 'em drippin' in them pendants
Rolling through the city tourin'

Baby lemme turn you over
Ima pin you to the mattress
Nigga thinkin' that he slimey
We'll leave that nigga past tense

Bro just copped a stick
And I know that he gon blast quick
He gon shoot it til it click
Betta run before that flash hit

If you try it, then we scorin'
Nigga you gon need a morgue
And yo mama gon mourn
On some sad shit

Just might pull up in them foreigns
Cuz we use to ride Accords
Not gon lie, back then was borin'
I neva had shit

Baby lemme turn you over
Ima fuck you like a G do
Body bussin' out the see thru
And she down to eat the meat too

Can't get caught up in distractions
Only thing a nigga need, blues
But lately I been scrollin'
You been all up on my feed boo

She gon ride it like corolla
She some heat, she can't keep cool
Hit my phone like motorola
Need a Z, or a P too

Know I got it for the smokers
Talkin' good dope
When we poppin' in them chokers
Know we good hoe