Letras
I think I lost my mind, I'm tryna find it in a blunt
Hundred dollar eighthy to the face I'm lost in a funk
Last nigga ran off I think he's soft and he's a punk
Make a diss with your dead body in the trunk
Then bump it loud on the way to the graveyard
I can't really help the way I am I was raised hard
Bitch too flirty she gets cut like a spade card
I can hold out on the dick but I cave hard
Let a bitch be bad and she wants the stroganoff
And she got her own pape I might take the trojan off
I just smoked a half of Berner cookie got me dozin' off
Plain rollie icy bust it down now it's frozen sauce
See my watch she knows I'ma boss
Glocky at the crib beat a nigga if he thinks I'm soft
Butterfly blade in my sock if you think I lost
Finna come baguettes in my buffs what you think it cost?
I had a long ass day I'm so fed up
Decapitate her she ain't tryna give the head up
Tonight I'm on daddy duties bitch heads up
We both finna get a nut but we ain't layin' up
Aye, I just tell them how it is
They gone like it or they not
If they do they're at the crib
Screaming free my fucking siblings
My big sis doing a bid
And big bro got open charges
So I can't say what he didj
Me and twin finna hit Brazil and hit a couple twins
Fuck around and meet the plug cause we're known for doing biz
And we took Omertà oaths nigga we ain't saying shit
Asian bitch with some pretty tits, wanna fuck a Crip?
Full speed nonstop that's how Si Loc keep it
Snubnose in my pocket can't nobody seem to peep it
Send a message with these rounds you gone die with six secretse
Ain't no shell casings laying with you on the cement
I ain't sittin' back and watching I'ma go and get it
Stole a couple dollars from me take this halo with it
Born in the dirty glove yeah that murder mitten
Let her rock the mic I know the whole floor heard her spittin'
A lot of niggas problem these days is yall bitches