All Eyez

I'ma stay down, but you know what's up
40 on my waist, hit you in your gut, that's tummy tuck
All that shit you smokin' on been trash, that shit is yuck
Rockin' crosses for double crosses, Tupac, I hit him up

All eyes on me and you a fuckin' mutt
Told my bitch that when she suck me, she better eat me up
I'm the type to walk in the club, I leave, they sweep it up
Niggas ain't beefin', they vegans, and you a fuckin' duck

All my life I had to keep that 40 tucked
I'm talkin' turkey, talk to you niggas, I got it, hit me up
Always been the one on the grind, To hustle somethin' up
I ain't never lied, I just shined, I got my paper up

Pussy boy, I'm talkin' bout racks, it ain't no folding' up
Niggas sneakin and get the dissin', but they ain't bold enough
They be on my dick when I pop out
Since I been a kid, bitch, I always had that Glock out

Watch out, bitch, you know I'm on the hunt for opps now
Niggas been dissin' ever since I had that SoundCloud
I'm on Apple Music, bitch, I'm trendin', they be searchin
Niggas in the cut, they be hatin', they be lurkin', that's for certain

Yeah, I had to diss that ass on purpose
Told that bitch to shake it, told that lil' bitch to twerk it
She stash hundreds in her purses, I just asked her what's the purpose
She do this shit for a thrill, she really think that it's worth it, yeah

I just made it back, I never fall off
I be workin' hard, I never call off
I just run it up, I'm who you call boss
I ain't backin' down, I can't take a loss

I'ma stay down, but you know what's up
40 on my waist, hit you in your gut, that's tummy tuck
All that shit you smokin' on been trash, that shit is junk
Rockin' crosses for double crosses, Tupac, I hit him up

All eyes on me and you a fuckin' mutt
Told my bitch that when she suck me, she better eat me up
I'm the type to walk in the club, I leave, they sweep it up
Niggas ain't beefin', they vegans, and you a fuckin' duck

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Writer(s): Gerald Parker Jr
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