Rap Different

I said, told her, bitch, I'm really him, I ain't your last, nigga
Half ticket on my kit like, bitch, I brag different
Nigga, told the bitch, she can leave, I ain't no ass kisser
Bitch, them purples, these Amiris, it's a bag difference
I said, put my mix over the wock, I had to fast whip it
Nigga, you on the gram, faking your own life, you out here catfishing
I said, I done went from broke to rich, I call that Rags Riches
You smack the switch behind my Glock, you got the Mag glitching
I said, you fucked that bitch without the rubber, now his ass itchin
I said, bitch, I walked inside the Gucci store and bought a bag
Nigga, see me with a Gucci duffel, know it's cash in it
I said, send my money by the first or I'ma smack, nigga
My brother shoot his gun and I'ma crash with him
Bitch, I need a skelly presidential, cause I'll rap different
Right now I'm on my third watch, I need a ass whip
I said four chains, I got like six rings, it came from bag flippin
I said up, blick, I'm bustin off the hip, I beat him past tense
I said you ever turn the razor to his shank, wrapped it in bath tissue

My mama white, my dad black, bitch, I'm a half nigga
Smokin in front of his mama, swear to God, I got a bad temper
Niggas know what's up, she wanna fuck me cause my bag bigger
Grown as hell and still ain't touched a hundred, you a sad, nigga
Niggas beefin over hoes, niggas mad tender
The junkies finna float, I'm cookin dope up in a bad blender
Man, these niggas washed up I think they bag stopped
I tell my bitch I'm finna run it up until my calves drop
I say bitch, I'm the type to catch a body with a black glock
Stupid nigga reached for my chain and got his ass shot
Broke his hell was eatin noodles, now it's lamb chop
If I ain't got my gun, I put a nigga in a head lock
I say, nigga dissed me in the song, now he dead, now
I say, he had a white tee on, but it's red, now
I say, she ain't want me back then, now she a fan, now
Back then, it was all body shots, so I'm hittin heads, now