CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Intro
N***as got problems we can solve em’
Pull up with a choppa
Gun em down like Osama
Pull up with a tech
And it got a green beam
Imma hit a stain like my name Mr. Clean
N***as trynna run the bands
F**k it
B*t*h, B*t*h I’m the goat
Imma get the pump
And Imma smoke him like a port
Call of duty war zone
Hit em with a rock
I don’t milly rock
But I can hide it in my sock
I get the bands every day of the week
I keep me a stick
Like I’m Craig of the creek
You talk sh*t on Twitter
That sh*t for the weak
Cause this Glock make you snap
Like I’m sending a streak
N***a you tweakin’
Just leave me alone
Cause these Rap n***as mad
They won’t give me a loan
And I feel like I’m Muzzo I’m back in my zone
And I feel like I’m Kanye
I’m watching the throne
Gucci my body
You smell my cologne
Cause I’m fighting like Rocky
Sylvester Stallone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(We going back in? Okay)
I’m stacking my coins
I can get what I like
I’m taking ya b*t*h
And I give her the pipe
And I feel like a fish
Cause I’m keeping a pole
And your, your girl the devil
She taking my soul
I do what I want
And I get what I want
And I’m taking your head
And I kick it Like punt
Stop saying you real
When you really a b*t*h
You folded on gang
And these b*t*hes ain’t sh*t
I’m all by myself
It’s just me in this b*t*h
I’m in my own world
And it’s lit as a bic
Why don’t you want me?
I’m sick of this sh*t
I’m caught in a net
I’m not talking bout flix
I’m caught up in love
I’m like stuck in a temple
Your b*t*h gon’ sharpen d**k like a pencil
Sharpen ya mind
And unfocus the mental
You flipped like a coin
I should call you a Nickel
Feeling like Ku Klux
I don’t f**k with n***as
Unless they my brothers
We all squeezing triggers
Throwing a lob like I play for the clippers
I’m trynna see demons
I’ll look in the mirror
In love with myself
Yeah I think I’m conceited
I’m all in control
And you Alt
Get deleted
This sh*t for the birds
When we beefin’ you tweetin’
You backing up
Like your hairline is receding
Knock on your door
Like a Jehovah witness
I’m all on ya head
Like a cap that was fitted
You cappin’ on gang
And that’s not all the truth
I hit her both angles
Not talking acute
Your b*t*h gon’ blow on my d**k
Like a flute
She scroll through my gram
And she think that I’m cute
My d**k in her mouth
It can put her on mute
Just like an owl
I make her go who?
F**k who you talking to
N***a you crazy
I pour up the SEAL
I’m not talking bout’ Navy
F**k who you talking to
N***a you crazy
I pour up the seal
And then imma get lazy
(You already know what the f**k going on, B*t*h)
Pull up with a choppa
Gun em down like Osama
Pull up with a tech
And it got a green beam
Imma hit a stain like my name Mr. Clean
N***as trynna run the bands
F**k it
B*t*h, B*t*h I’m the goat
Imma get the pump
And Imma smoke him like a port
Call of duty war zone
Hit em with a rock
I don’t milly rock
But I can hide it in my sock
I get the bands every day of the week
I keep me a stick
Like I’m Craig of the creek
You talk sh*t on Twitter
That sh*t for the weak
Cause this Glock make you snap
Like I’m sending a streak
N***a you tweakin’
Just leave me alone
Cause these Rap n***as mad
They won’t give me a loan
And I feel like I’m Muzzo I’m back in my zone
And I feel like I’m Kanye
I’m watching the throne
Gucci my body
You smell my cologne
Cause I’m fighting like Rocky
Sylvester Stallone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(We going back in? Okay)
I’m stacking my coins
I can get what I like
I’m taking ya b*t*h
And I give her the pipe
And I feel like a fish
Cause I’m keeping a pole
And your, your girl the devil
She taking my soul
I do what I want
And I get what I want
And I’m taking your head
And I kick it Like punt
Stop saying you real
When you really a b*t*h
You folded on gang
And these b*t*hes ain’t sh*t
I’m all by myself
It’s just me in this b*t*h
I’m in my own world
And it’s lit as a bic
Why don’t you want me?
I’m sick of this sh*t
I’m caught in a net
I’m not talking bout flix
I’m caught up in love
I’m like stuck in a temple
Your b*t*h gon’ sharpen d**k like a pencil
Sharpen ya mind
And unfocus the mental
You flipped like a coin
I should call you a Nickel
Feeling like Ku Klux
I don’t f**k with n***as
Unless they my brothers
We all squeezing triggers
Throwing a lob like I play for the clippers
I’m trynna see demons
I’ll look in the mirror
In love with myself
Yeah I think I’m conceited
I’m all in control
And you Alt
Get deleted
This sh*t for the birds
When we beefin’ you tweetin’
You backing up
Like your hairline is receding
Knock on your door
Like a Jehovah witness
I’m all on ya head
Like a cap that was fitted
You cappin’ on gang
And that’s not all the truth
I hit her both angles
Not talking acute
Your b*t*h gon’ blow on my d**k
Like a flute
She scroll through my gram
And she think that I’m cute
My d**k in her mouth
It can put her on mute
Just like an owl
I make her go who?
F**k who you talking to
N***a you crazy
I pour up the SEAL
I’m not talking bout’ Navy
F**k who you talking to
N***a you crazy
I pour up the seal
And then imma get lazy
(You already know what the f**k going on, B*t*h)
