V2 Ptsd!
I gave you all spirit gave you all my fucking energy
How you say you bro but you be fucking with my enemies
How you gone be bitch but you fucking with a little me
You know how I make music I'm birthing at least ten of me
Specially the only way you get a pass is special needs
We Feb but I keep a choppa like a nle
I kept it P you can go and see that paper vouch me
I been through way to much this music is my therapy
Nigga said we ain't snatch his chain that's because he ain't have one
Whats the reason you flex that gun if you ain't never blast none
You can have that bitch yeah I had her last Month
I guarantee I make it out it that's on my future grandson
You with me the winning team you guarantee gone get a ring
You can call me coward if you want I'm usopp with the sling
I keep the dough around me feel like I was up in pottery
Cropping niggas out the picture shout out ms Connelly
Aye I told the bitch to use no hands get on her knees I don't do toes
Get a itch to get to get some bands you better flee before I blow
Make em sick the way the diamonds dance I know they super cold
Getting rich my only plans before I leave before I go
When I got out the stu you niggas got lucky
Cause I was going harder then cap chasing that nigga fucking Bucky
Cutting my hoes off for real
Focus on rap focused on money
Before I die I give my soul yeah yeah way to Chucky
Before I die I give it the ice yeah yeah way to pucky
Ride around time looking nigga for my slime that's my bro that's my cuddy
Ride around town looking for my bitch thats my hoe that's my slutty
Ride around town looking for my stick that my pole that's my dummy
Personally never kissed a bitch under a mistletoe
I hit him with a special beam and it's green piccolo
Grew up in the chi nigga
Right over by Cicero
Hit em up blick em down them
Blah Blah Down to blow
Admit you know im your favorite nigga
I don't know why you act like you don't like me why you hate me nigga
Why you start acting different why you acting shady nigga
That's why I fucked your bitch ask if that's your baby nigga OK
Baby nigga
Ride around town looking for the opps son son got 2 Mercedes nigga
On me going crazy nigga
Im crack up in the 80s nigga
I'm animal you can not tame me nigga
I got the answers like Brainly nigga
I don't chase no hoe she chase me nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
How you say you bro but you be fucking with my enemies
How you gone be bitch but you fucking with a little me
You know how I make music I'm birthing at least ten of me
Specially the only way you get a pass is special needs
We Feb but I keep a choppa like a nle
I kept it P you can go and see that paper vouch me
I been through way to much this music is my therapy
Nigga said we ain't snatch his chain that's because he ain't have one
Whats the reason you flex that gun if you ain't never blast none
You can have that bitch yeah I had her last Month
I guarantee I make it out it that's on my future grandson
You with me the winning team you guarantee gone get a ring
You can call me coward if you want I'm usopp with the sling
I keep the dough around me feel like I was up in pottery
Cropping niggas out the picture shout out ms Connelly
Aye I told the bitch to use no hands get on her knees I don't do toes
Get a itch to get to get some bands you better flee before I blow
Make em sick the way the diamonds dance I know they super cold
Getting rich my only plans before I leave before I go
When I got out the stu you niggas got lucky
Cause I was going harder then cap chasing that nigga fucking Bucky
Cutting my hoes off for real
Focus on rap focused on money
Before I die I give my soul yeah yeah way to Chucky
Before I die I give it the ice yeah yeah way to pucky
Ride around time looking nigga for my slime that's my bro that's my cuddy
Ride around town looking for my bitch thats my hoe that's my slutty
Ride around town looking for my stick that my pole that's my dummy
Personally never kissed a bitch under a mistletoe
I hit him with a special beam and it's green piccolo
Grew up in the chi nigga
Right over by Cicero
Hit em up blick em down them
Blah Blah Down to blow
Admit you know im your favorite nigga
I don't know why you act like you don't like me why you hate me nigga
Why you start acting different why you acting shady nigga
That's why I fucked your bitch ask if that's your baby nigga OK
Baby nigga
Ride around town looking for the opps son son got 2 Mercedes nigga
On me going crazy nigga
Im crack up in the 80s nigga
I'm animal you can not tame me nigga
I got the answers like Brainly nigga
I don't chase no hoe she chase me nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
It's Feb it's Feb it's Feb or nothing nigga
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Writer(s): Omega Bingham
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