Cant Fwm

Just hit 19 walkin wit a bag on me
Even as a young nigga niggas couldn't fuck with me
I ain't gotta get my hands dirty niggas a blow for me But I'll still blow a nigga if he fuck with me
You sick the guys got yo bitch screamin camp shit
1k we the hottest in the city with this rap shit
You ain't know for pillow talkin that'll get
you wrapped quick
Chain with 3 letters on my neck this DFL shit
With my cousin out the way that's Lil Rey

Let me hear you got smoke wit him I'ma hit yo face
Seen the opps in the party made that nigga touch his chain
Hold on Virg he keep starin I'ma let this bitch bang
Like Bron bitch I'm a dog in the paint
But I can step back and shoot this bitch like Curry I got range
Teach my girl how to shoot I'ma take her to the range
If it ever came down to it she know how to aim
For my niggas I'm all ten niggas can't say the same

We grown as hell niggas can't make a dollar what a shame
If you fuckin with the guys we can teach yo ass game
Speakin crazy to my brothers I'ma let this bitch sing
Old head say thats Lil Jay lil Krispy thats the name

Man that's Big Crispy Jay now you know how I got my name
You out here trollin on the net I'ma take you out of yo thangs
He think he tuff let's blow it out let's see who really got good aim
Ever since they took his friend that nigga he ain't been the same

Down playin for some pussy man you know yo ass lame
Got that stick at Walmart you tryna press you gettin flamed
Or I can put it down beat yo ass and go up on my day
What the fuck am I sayin you goin to the heaven gates

50 mag wit a switch for any nigga wanna play
Better keep yo mouth closed before we give yo ass fame
For the thousandth time If I need some drank I'm callin Day
Now where he at?



Credits
Writer(s): Kentavion Jones
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