Letras
Try my gang, take blood and guts Try my gang, get one in the gut
Been with the same gang, runnin' it up I'm not Drake, but all my diamonds, they
dancin' I got 12 hoes on me like I'm Charles Manson
She call me Dear, but I am not Prancer, this bih so bad, I think she a cancer
Her pussy so bald, I think it got cancer
Bitch, don't call me, dear, I'm not Prancer, That bitch had to get it on camera
Hits on the hits, we not jammin' That's the shit that just come with a hammer
Fuck a low bar, yeah, we raisin' the standards That boy a baby, he still rockin' Pampers
Got shit in order, I still stuck to the planner, Kill all these beats, man, I don't need no manners
Accuracy, had to just focus so I could see Efficiency, that's how we move it, we do it with ease
Throw up a deuce, I might throw up three Sassy lil' bitch, told her sit in her seat
Got a feisty lil' bitch, gettin' rowdy for me, Put that C in her mouth, she need vitamin D
Yeah, I'm standin' on ten, still know how to sneak, Man, that nigga hate life, you don't know how to be
Bitch, I'm light, I might go with the breeze, That bitch a bird, so she eatin' my seeds
Don't want no fish, you keep that Captain D's These niggas be bots , they look like a me
I just come off the top, they don't know how to free
Nigga way at the top, lookin' down for a Humble af but not, down on my knees
Try my gang, take blood and guts Try my gang, get one in the gut
Been with the same gang, runnin' it up I'm not Drake, but all my diamonds, they dancin
I got 12 hoes on me, like I'm Charles Manson She call me dear, but I am not Prancer
This bih so bad, I think she a cancer, Her pussy so bald, I think it got cancer
Go to the top, y'all is watchin' my chronicle So many sticks, really lookin' bionical
My bitch say, ain't nobody really topping you I got a purple stick like a Mace Windu
Uh, knowin' I flex, $20,000, all on my neck I took that bitch on a trip to the Jets
She wanted Heat took a trip to Miami , Go right over at the hedge, just like I am Hammy
Michael Jackson broke her heart, ask, are you okay, Annie
Don't wanna be a dad, buyin' them Plan B's, If Plan A don't work we goin' to Plan B
They say, you not gon' make it, you is uncanny Yes, I'm uncanny, but these hoes wan' fuck me