Print

(Enrgy made this one) You knew what it was when you signed up Hold up, pass me the mic, this shit kinda hard Yo', ayy I be thuggin' with my fuckin' shooters You is just a pussy, you ain't wet enough, go get some lube up When I'm with your bitch, she off a perkie, oh, she fuckin' booted I said we all keep a razor though, not no fuckin' scooter Ever since the start, I've been bound to check I was 17, ain't have no heart and I was catchin' wreck Everything from yola to the Xans, had the shit on deck Ridin' with the shells and gettin' head, I call it turtleneck, uh 5 AM and we still in the trap, bitch Cut it with thе knife, I got the racks inside thе mattress I think I'ma fuck your shorty, she look like a practice I like taking hood girls and treat 'em like an actress We gon' shoot a movie up in here, uh-huh Think I got your shorty up in here, uh-huh Think I got my nina up in here, uh-huh I don't play that pussy shit in here, uh-huh Nigga, you should watch your fuckin' head, uh-huh Run up, put the Ruger to your ear, uh-huh Can you fuck—, can you fuckin' hear? Uh-huh Look, I made a gangster shed a tear, uh-huh Yeah, nigga cappin' I knew you a bitch when you came here, what happened? I knew I'd get rich once I heard the beat clappin' I knew I could fuck when your girl said I slapped, nigga From Letras Mania