Too Spicy

Bitch I'm up
Really up, neva stuck
What the fuck going on
Ian playin witchu niggas
(not at all)
Broke as hell, lame ass hell
Trynna sell knowing got damn well
Yeen built like that nigga
Born a winna been a winna
Yeah I'm dyking
Oh yeah she like it
But I heard that I'm the worst kinda
DAMN!
Ion know what to think so I just pray
A lil bit foe I eat her pussy up for my dinna
Imma Bad bitch, low fade
Pretty face wit da waves
No I'm not straight
I'm gay my nigga! (det way)
Bitch I'm from the south
Golds in my mouth
FUCK whatcha gotta say my nigga!
Never been patient
Never like to wait
Gotta have My way
Bitch u know, Imma go getta
Yeah I love fems
Ion really do slim
I'm from the south
You know I love em full figured
(yes god) Southern bred
Cornbread fed
In my bed
Give me head
You like em thick
But I like mines bigga (oweee)
Keep a glock
Yeah, it's stock
It'll rock
Make it pop
On God ion wanna pull the trigger
(I'll do it)
She her, they them, he, him
Give respect or get checked
I'm talking pronouns nigga (respect)
Queer shit
Real shit
Hear this
Weird bitch
Stupid ass hoe
AIN'T NO GAY AGENDA!

Damn miss lady
You getting to be a little bit too spicy
Damn you so spicy

Spicy lil bitch
I think I'm the shit
I got my own house
I buy my own shit
Yeah they talk shit
Ian worried bout it
I'm using my phone to push start the whip
I hop out this bitch with that thang on my hip (I keep it)
Life be a trip so I'm bringing both clips
She say she don't want shit, I come back with chips
Next thing I know shawty killing my shit
(looka dis shit hea)
Ian wit, fuck det
If you wanted chips den you shoulda said det
If I let you get it, whats next (shit gone escalate)
Going through my phone? Reading all my texts?
Imma keep It real, cuz Ian gotta flex
Lets do a std test before we have sex
Yeah we getting active
Yeah I like sex, but I love me so I gotta check
I do not know what these people be thinking
I need them results, fuck sneaky linking
I cant fuck wit her, heard that pussy be stinking
Get yo panel, let me know when we linking
Smoke weed den we geek'n
If you sub den we kinking
Don't wanna get tested den why is we speakin?
(Really ain't nun else to talk about)

Damn spicy
You really need to gone and take it up a notch
You doing shit just a lil bit too regular
Yeen got a buss down
Ain't det a smart watch
Yeen been round hanging wit no killas
You never in designer
Shidd Yeen sold no rock
You might just be a lil bit to spicy
(aye this the thang, you not cool)
You just a lil dyking ass bitch from da south

Aye look
Im spicy lil bitch
I think I'm the shit
I know it foe sho
Fuck yo watch and it's glow
When I was a lil one
Was doing my thang
Made sure my grades good
Showed and dem folks I got range
I need you to know
Det I'm thankful for growth
For common sense, and
The times that was spent
When I was in school
I was really on go
School to prison pipeline
Dey want me on death row
School was my hustle
I grinded it out
Went to school got that check
Den went and bought me a house
I do not know
Who dis might be fa
School can be yo lil hustle
It took me real far
Graduated from Georgia
In twenty and twelve
Foe years later in Law school
Det's three years of hell
Going to school
Couldn't work no job
Money getting low
Den on top of being
Round all dem white folks
Shoulda just went to a
HBCU
When I look back
I just do not know why
Either way I said all that to say that
I fucked around and went to a PWI
For college and law school
That shit was intense
Its really a struggle to be a student
Gotta study, make sure you know alla
Det shit
Den at the first of the month
Still pay ya rent!



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