Nigga I'm poppin shit, shut up cause you not I came from the trap I got racks in the shoe box Since I started rapping I got my whole crew hot I pull up just sprayin don't care about who shot I got yo bitch on her knees and she eating it I'm on the grind getting Franklins Aretha shit Always been selfish you know that I'm keeping it Slide in the DM's, screenshot, then deleting it Tell that nigga move around what he better do Used the glizzy let me see what baretta's do Nigga I'm making them books like Coretta do Let my gun talk I got tired of telling you I just been bathing and clothing, aye Tell that dumb bitch to abort it, she late Bout to get alot of tears on my face Cause we make niggas disappear with no case I been running up them stacks, I mean it Nigga say he caught me lacking he dreaming Eyes in the back of my head boy I seen it Know some demons squeezing it for no reason Nigga I'm lit, you not, I know it Come with a Glock, I pop, I blow it Dot, on that, if not, I'm focused Wait, I missed, that shit, was bogus I can't stop drinking it, nigga I'm fiending Shot that nigga in his face while he screaming He keep on bleeding, I keep on laughing Ambulance get him while I keep on trapping Call them plays I'm in the field ain't no Madden Hitstick a nigga, run off then I cracked em Nigga want smoke I ain't bout to go ask him Pull up with blunts give em smoke when I whacked em Nigga I'm dripping, don't choke on no mission Bout to go fishing, reeling yo bitch in I don't want that it don't come with extension Ya bitch from the back and I grip her extensions Pull out her track, pull out her weave Pull off her wig, bitch I'm a beast Bitch on your knees, swallow the kids Hit from the back, grip on her ribs Nigga I'm working can't take no time off Too many times on the block let the nine off Yeah I like to skateboard, know that imma grind hard Pass bro the xans to the left that's a sidebar Driving in my car, fast car, blast off Know that imma kill em so I had to take the mask off Boy keep talking, I ain't bout to let him cap off Suck it too good I ain't never bout to go soft You so soft, I know yall High balling, with no ball I could sell a brick with a phone call Lean in the foreign bout to doze off Got a main bitch yeah got the side bitch too Got a bad ass bitch tryna ride my ooh 200 the dash when I ride in the coupe Lil Wayne ain't no ceilings I'm dropping the roofTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
