I done woke up out my sleep,
I had a weak stomach
Nigga, you a bitch and you stink,
call you a sweet onion
Even if I serve a bad batch,
I bet they keep comin'
Mainstain, I take her shoes off,
she know her feet crusty
Took some food out the oven,
left the heat runnin'
Fuck around and burn my lil' shit
so I ain't eat nothin'
Fender me my one plug,
yeah, Habib cousin
Told him I been eatin'
off the back end,
so keep fluttin'
Had my back against the wall,
I had to keep punchin'
I'ma shit -spit on every beat
until my teeth busted
Why the fuck your hand out
like you need something?
Remember I ain't used to have no chips,
they ain't give me nothing
Bitch talkin' bout some Roof,
Chris Barter, and McMuffin
I ain't never trickin'
on these bitches
but they dick -suckin'
Find a bully for my son, uh, alright
Buy a bully for my son,
yeah, that's a big puppy
Get the bag and make it disappear,
I feel like Ben Rucker
Chop the crib out, I'm on the couch,
but got the stick under
Get the P's in for 24, does this for 300?
I ain't never graduate,
but doin' these numbers
I knew what it was straight off the grid,
so I'm a street runner
I told Sleek to turn her on,
I said, I see somethin'
It's a hundred K up in my eyes,
we gotta keep runnin'
Smoked a whole zip of turtle pie,
smell like feet fungus
Look my n***a sleep up in the eyes,
you know he heat clutchin'
Bitch kept on starin' at my pants,
she want a meat chunky
These boys runnin' off for grams,
n***a street junkies
N***a better not play me like no hand,
we in the street dumpin'
Told my momma chill,
I got a plan and I'ma be somethin'
I think I won a deal,
the cops from land,
I wanna leave somethin'
Bitch, I'm really fly as Peter Pan,
I got her meat suckin'
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