Uhh

Swag on the billy while I milly rag
Niggas think they good but they really not
Been a bad boy with the diddy bop
Don't know where you ride like a city cop
Wishing that niggas left shit, left, right
Cut that way, shit get light
Awesome with the darkness
This night watch yourself, she'll probably cut your wrist tight
Daddy's baddy said 'Found is all we got'
And we really got that
Blood of a pit
You can hear it when I rap
Check it's lit, I can feel it in my back
Feeling myself, holding my sack
Crystal light, my nigga, when you gon' rap?
Uno momento, I'll be right back
I can't go nuts with no microphone in the trap
Just going to pick up a little motivation in the ziplock
Nigga, my time is money, tick tock
Residious shit, pop
Let's forget, not
This shit's hot
That's why my manager is sweating me while I make pit stops
Gee, you can't keep fucking for free
She'll cut down my neck to a certain degree
For my team, I'm capping it, thicker than a knee
If you playing like a quarterback, I'm throwing the D
That's the endzone for a lot of you niggas
They've been friendzoned by a lot of you hoes
But when I touch down
Then the check bust down
Keep that same motherfucking energy, where did it go?
On the inner me is my enemy
Let em know that the inner me is looking to finna get hella slow
No beginners seat, what you're dealing with is a bro
Hall of fame, they be chanting my name at every show
That's on god

I'm about that action, go figure
I've been that nigga
How do you not choose me?
Show you, then hurt a bro
He going vertical
That's for the Uzi
Now I do what I want, now I do what I want, now I do what I want, doing what the fuck
Now I do what I want, now I do what I want, what I want
Any and everything
Nigga, any and everything
My ex working for the wedding ring
If she's not with me, she's settling
But my mind's focused on hella things
Can't lie, a nigga think about it
My mind doing circles like ring around Rosie
I swear these hoes be nosey
Until I throw that dude and say ¨Drink about it¨
Huh, that dark shit
The ¨ah, sick¨
Niggas not moving on some Rosa Park shit
We getting popping like Chris Cole
A pimple
From Frisco
Tell my mom I'm higher than Larken
My head down to the water star shit
They're quick to clame sick but nobody's barfing
We parking
My dog's been on my bitch since Draco was a bitch
Bitch, who am I talking to?