Got It Worst (feat. Key Santana & Kg Wapo)

Up in the trap and i'm looking for work
Why is you out on the block with no pipe
Reason your brother got put on a shirt
Speak on the 4 you get put in the dirt
On the block and I keep it alert
This bitch tryna fuck when I'm off of the perc
She be like Key why you act like a jerk
Up on your block so we spinning it first
Play with the 4 you get sent to the nurse
Shawty got off on a motherfucking purse
Losing my top everytime on a verse
Fuck with my slime you get put in a hursh
Play like a goofy you getting it worse

(Steel)
Fog nigga put you on a shirt
Seen that nigga you with man that nigga a nerd
Baby having your love was a gift and a curse
If we see that lil nigga he getting it worse
Take your flicks get your angles like my name was Kurt
If we get stopped at this light put my drugs in your purse
The drank stop me tonight baby come be my nurse
Say you don't fuck with the 5 and that shit really hurt
Fuck you so good I pull out and you squirt
Fuck you so good you thought I was on percs
Fuck all these hoes I want you I don't flirt
Changing my ways baby fuck what you heard
Keep that shit in my bag so I stay on alert
I was greedy for cash started selling at work
Wanna meet the real me baby come and observe
I changed all my ways get the love you deserve
Gas you up like the baddest lil bitch on this Earth
Analyzing my flaws like you Dorris Burke
Fuck all they opinions ain't none of they concern
When you with me baby just calm all your nerves
Fog lifestyle I work and I serve
Love PTSD man I feel like I'm Herb
In love with your bodies and all of your curves
In love with your life like fuck insecures

Aye
I just pulled up to the function I slide in a rarri
I think I'm late to the party
Sipping on wock and she sipping bacardi
Smoking dope like I'm Marley
Said you want beef better go get some Arby's
Got your bitch and your barbie
Jump in that pussy I feel like Jeff Hardy
I got the whole world on my shoulders
Flow sick like that shit got ebola
Big bag full of paper no folder
Bitch bad and she do what I told her
Six flags she gon ride like a coaster
Smoke gas got me up in a coma
Give me brain like you need a diploma
Mary Jane know you smell like a rover
Hop in that whip and I'm smashing the gas
I put balenci all over my mask
They say I'm gon flop but I know Ima last
And I'm gone off the wock really hope I don't crash
I took your bitch but I'm bringing her back
Shawty be tweaking don't know how to act
Ran outta wock bitch I'm sipping on act
Walk in the function and I smell like a pack



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Mcgregor
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