Music: 21 Prada/Beyond.Sartre
Hook:
Most these niggas pussy, Imma eat
Leave her with some green, had to go
I ain't take this love shit no more
Outfit on flick, no taylor
You think e'rybody real
That go get you killed
We had to get it from the streets
We don't need no deals
And my cuz locked up
On some dumb shit
Couldn't get him no bail
On some broke shit
Verse 1:
Ford puma do a quarter real fast
Skrt skrt, yeah you know that's me
Most of my shit ain't released
Had to get a mic, now I'm a beast
None of this shit for me
But it's OK though
Second blunt
'Cause the first one ain't load enough
Doing donuts
Now the cops wanna **** with us
Hardest I've wrote, so feel it
What's next
I'm chasing a billion
Will never **** with a million
Don't **** with the pigs like I'm muslim
My talent will never be hidden
We pop any trick like a skater
They ask how a nigga been doing it
Keep it 100 since day
Get a bag, now we flipping it
No whammies, I'm dealing
Hook:
Most these niggas pussy, Imma eat
Leave her with some green, had to go
I ain't take this love shit no more
Outfit on flick, no taylor
You think e'rybody real
That go get you killed (Prada)
We had to get it from the streets
We don't need no deals (Huh)
And my cuz locked up
On some dumb shit (Oh God)
Couldn't get him no bail
On some broke shit
Verse 2:
Had to get it from the streets
On the low bitch
**** that bitch, yeah, last week
She go thot quick
I thought I find
The perfect love for me yeah
Found myself tearing up
Couldn't believe it
Babe do you love me (Prada)
Yeah I feel it in my soul
I am empty (on God)
Psycho told me
He changed his name couldn't believe it (Nah nah nah)
Spent 4k on kicks
On some rare shit (Huh)
And I ****ed a Indian bitch
With the red dot (With the red dot)
Left her with my ****ing childs
I think they spoiled now (I think they spoiled now)
Niggas telling me, they pack
It don't scare me (Nah nah nah)
I was broke for minute
It got scary (Huh)
Hook:
Most these niggas pussy, Imma eat
Leave her with some green, had to go
I ain't take this love shit no more
Outfit on flick, no taylor
You think e'rybody real
That go get you killed
We had to get it from the streets
We don't need no deals
And my cuz locked up
On some dumb shit
Couldn't get him no bail
On some broke shit