Running on the track like I’m Usain,
Tell your girl I’m sorry, said she want my last name,
I’m just tryna hit it and take off like in a jet plane,
Can’t believe these ***es they think that we’re in the same vein,
I be rapping riddles in syllables like a brain game,
You’ve been talking ** ***,
Don’t need your drama,
I’ve been living luxury,
Like Dolce and Gabbana,
I be outa time, so,
I forgot to call her,
And so I don’t forget,
Can you say sorry to your father,
Daily offender,
Crazy eastender,
My kids in the trash,
Shout out to brenda ,
Your man he a lame,
Oh He a pretender,
Slimey ass nigga,
Hidden agendas
smoke ops by the Ounces,
bullets by the thousands,
selling ** out the back door,
You know we movin pounds, ***,
homeboy get to hating imma feed him to the hounds ***,
push you mama down a well,
and she ain’t getting out ***,
Evil anal 9,
My plug gave me da line,
I’m OT for some time,
I run the county lines,
3K in my bank likes it’s nothingg,
Let a broke nigga try and tell me sumn,
If he an opp then he better get to running ,
Shooters be bisexual that’s two way gunning
Old ***es in the club yk coming,
Secure a bag I’m good will hunting
Take yo *** she good to go,
watches rose gold,
Blood stains on my kitchen floor,
an you ain’t even know,
*** im always down to roll,
always smoke **,
blood stains on my kitchen floor,
and they ain’t mine hoe
Rap game just make p for me,
first time on a track and design the beat,
yeah my hoe too fat for a dungaree,
She ain’t no producer but she still got dia-beats,
and you ain’t heard of me,
folds so thick taste perfectly,
really don’t mind bout my micro peen,
when we go to eat you know she eat for 3,
and I know my **ing manners yeah she eat for free
