Loose Endz

The way I'm stumping on these kids, I swear to God I'm like a stepdad
Bro, he cooking up, he got that rock up out the meth lab
Got a Glock, up off my favorite opp, I'm finna test that
Just like a stencil, Drac gone leave him with a chest tatt

I rock essential unkey, askin' where my tech at
One of tens and fives, why the fuck you tryna flex that
Dino in my engine, supercharged, you gotta catch Rex
And that fast thing, switching to that fast lane

Gotta drop up on your mans, mans, he the cash stain
I told bro to take the bag, he tryna grab chains
Fuck it, we on everything. Fuck it, we on everything
Brody post his lo, but he don't know he playin' scary games

Smokin' on your mans, bet you can tell by how the cherry flame
Spin, spin, yeah, we gon' rip through, yeah, with the chop like Jitsu
Yeah, the Glock my pistol, man, he been barkin' on the net
I'll show you what a pit do

5-5-6 gon' penetrate that hollow point, gon' rip you
5-5-6 gon' penetrate that hollow point, gon' rip you
5-5-6 gon' penetrate that hollow point, gon' rip you (ou)
He got him, got ya, he ain't even need no muzzle

Niggas said they on that block, but they ain't never had no hustle
Bitch, I got it out that mud ashy knees, N ashy knuckles
AR-15 in my truck, I grab Reeves, he tryna tussle
I keep tissue on my pole so I can clean my shit up

Metabolism real fast, I'm finna lean my shit up
Skinny nigga, but the pape real large
Man, I been getting chicken, that's why they hate so hard
He got a bar, I got a bar, I make the 8th go far

It's some bricks up in that whip, might be a Lego car
Bitch, you gotta get me head because I punched your cart
You can't ride my motion, you wasn't here from the start
My lil' shy bitch, only wanna fuck in the dark

I be adventurous, bae, I wanna fuck in the park
Call up T, he tryna spark
Yeah, Tony not no Stark
These niggas jeffin ' like they Kevin, they ain't never had no heart



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Writer(s): Jailen Avant
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