Compositor: QuickmanRpg
Nah for really
Nah for really
Nah
Clap on the back boy's
He was bitterly disappointed
Not get job the boys
I done sell my lamb boys
That dawgs think what
Mad boys
Roll up right sleeve
But ain't tryna break codes
Baby shawty boys
Drop my hand
I'm gangster I need fold
One
Baby shawty tryna take
Me on over my lil chief
Plz sapare down
Bitch shake your ass on me
I'm minor but I'm little up
Nigga
Nigga whoever active I
Consider him bigger bro
I gotta all apps with me
I'm the best best
Than ever no one
Can got reach me
Broke boys there no flats
All that old blendin on us
Tea tea bleed of divel
I ain't considered upcoming
'Cause I have a lot of hitters
I just feel may is my destiny
But ain't into it boys
Sometimes etimes I feel so lonely
Baby shawty uh bang boys
Bro I ain't get whecked on
Boys I'm wise men boys
I don't even get high boys
When the thing it's weak
That's mean that whole thing
It's weak
Gang forever no rap cap
Spoke shit abouts me
Bitch
They mad at me 'cause shen
Said that RPG is better
Gang
Crip nigga even don't think
Spoke shit on me I got gripe
That even I dreadful myself
That nigga think what we
Scare to beef with him
We just put the strippers