Lyrics
Hi bitch, you a fan of me
Got split personalities
Write hits in a canopy
Die quick trying to battle me
Getting buffer like im loading porn
I dont even want to go to war
What I got to be a soldier for
What I need to do that so important
All a politician know is snorting
Drugs swear they on something
Some cant relate to who all stunting
Cause most of us can't that don't got nothing
Niggas soft and they break like a hot muffin
Bet you I'm a hit you I'm a nigga missile
Hoes always tripping and they getting tickled
Got to tell the bitch to try and live a little
Tryna' see four titties while im in the middle
Whole team moving up never back track
We already in the front I'm a stat pat
When they shooting I'm a duck like quack quack
I put I dont give a fuck in the hashtag
Since yo im hot
I hope you a fan
Bitch got a clot
Going through cramps
But still gave me top
She know I'm a ask
Feeling like gronk
They know I'm a catch
Think I might die a legend
Believe I got time to get it
Niggas dont even try pathetic
No weed ima light the reson
I'm not who you like to mention
End up trying to fight attention
You cannot define my essence
While I'm alive respect it
I think I might die a legend
Believe I got time to get it
I think I might die a legend
Believe I got time
Believe I got
Pouring one out for sleezy my friend
I know he'd be down to feature on this
If he was alive this beat would be his
The second you die they peeping your shit
That might just happen to me
So while I can actually breathe
Be happy im rapping and stream
Might be the last track i release
I hope my casket is green
Until then im killing rappers still a factor