CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Just Me
Ayy, trap (trap), trap (trap), trap, trap, ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t, I'm talkin' bout, ay, mhmh, I'm coming straight from the trap, b*t*h, (trap), I'm coming straight from the trap
F**k that, I'm coming straight from the trap
They be like "iayze, go slide", I be like, "Nah, I'm dropping a bag"
They outside side by side, slide through with the fire, and catch me a hat
And these n***as be out they mind when they try to act like I ain't they dad
.223, and it shoot too fast
He can't compete, his sh*t too a**
Bro in the mall with a chopper and sh*t
If he tweak in this b*t*h, then we choppin' his sh*t
They be f**kin' with iayze, he be talkin' his sh*t
It's the 5.56 and it camе with a blick
Oh he wanted a versе? but it came with a ticket
Peel off on the laws, I be dodging the ticket
I stay strapped like cook it or ticket
That ain't no gas, he be rollin' up Swishers and smoking on midgets
The whole gang spinnin' and I ain't talkin' fidget
Broke a** n***a pour Tris in Fiji
I make him mad, this sh*t too easy
F**k the police, I feel like Eazy E
B*t*h, I keep me a douce then a cream from the Busy Bee
She sucking d**k, she look busy to me
When that b*t*h see me, she faint, it wasn't easy to me
Pull up, pop out with a K, hit the Bimmer, and leave
He actin' tough, got his heart in a sleeve
If I ain't on a perc, I ain't falling asleep
I only love my daughter and cheese, and my b*t*h, but that's just me
You know I might pull up with the lemon squeeze, and it's hangin' out the XD
I hop in the stu', and I do it with ease, all of these n***as say that they can see
Brand new car and it came with no keys, you know I be pushing that sh*t top speed (Pushing that sh*t top speed, b*t*h)
F**k that, I'm coming straight from the trap
They be like "iayze, go slide", I be like, "Nah, I'm dropping a bag"
They outside side by side, slide through with the fire, and catch me a hat
And these n***as be out they mind when they try to act like I ain't they dad
.223, and it shoot too fast
He can't compete, his sh*t too a**
Bro in the mall with a chopper and sh*t
If he tweak in this b*t*h, then we choppin' his sh*t
They be f**kin' with iayze, he be talkin' his sh*t
It's the 5.56 and it came with a blick
Oh he wanted a verse? but it came with a ticket
Peel off on the laws, I be dodging the ticket
I stay strapped like cook it or ticket
Rollin' up Swishers, smoking on midgets
I ain't talkin' fidget
Pour Tris in Fiji
This sh*t too easy
Feel like Eazy
Busy Bee
She look busy to me
F**k that, I'm coming straight from the trap
They be like "iayze, go slide", I be like, "Nah, I'm dropping a bag"
They outside side by side, slide through with the fire, and catch me a hat
And these n***as be out they mind when they try to act like I ain't they dad
.223, and it shoot too fast
He can't compete, his sh*t too a**
Bro in the mall with a chopper and sh*t
If he tweak in this b*t*h, then we choppin' his sh*t
They be f**kin' with iayze, he be talkin' his sh*t
It's the 5.56 and it camе with a blick
Oh he wanted a versе? but it came with a ticket
Peel off on the laws, I be dodging the ticket
I stay strapped like cook it or ticket
That ain't no gas, he be rollin' up Swishers and smoking on midgets
The whole gang spinnin' and I ain't talkin' fidget
Broke a** n***a pour Tris in Fiji
I make him mad, this sh*t too easy
F**k the police, I feel like Eazy E
B*t*h, I keep me a douce then a cream from the Busy Bee
She sucking d**k, she look busy to me
When that b*t*h see me, she faint, it wasn't easy to me
Pull up, pop out with a K, hit the Bimmer, and leave
He actin' tough, got his heart in a sleeve
If I ain't on a perc, I ain't falling asleep
I only love my daughter and cheese, and my b*t*h, but that's just me
You know I might pull up with the lemon squeeze, and it's hangin' out the XD
I hop in the stu', and I do it with ease, all of these n***as say that they can see
Brand new car and it came with no keys, you know I be pushing that sh*t top speed (Pushing that sh*t top speed, b*t*h)
F**k that, I'm coming straight from the trap
They be like "iayze, go slide", I be like, "Nah, I'm dropping a bag"
They outside side by side, slide through with the fire, and catch me a hat
And these n***as be out they mind when they try to act like I ain't they dad
.223, and it shoot too fast
He can't compete, his sh*t too a**
Bro in the mall with a chopper and sh*t
If he tweak in this b*t*h, then we choppin' his sh*t
They be f**kin' with iayze, he be talkin' his sh*t
It's the 5.56 and it came with a blick
Oh he wanted a verse? but it came with a ticket
Peel off on the laws, I be dodging the ticket
I stay strapped like cook it or ticket
Rollin' up Swishers, smoking on midgets
I ain't talkin' fidget
Pour Tris in Fiji
This sh*t too easy
Feel like Eazy
Busy Bee
She look busy to me
