I should be washing the fucking dishes

Instead I’m spitting hooks like lucky fishes

I fuck wit bitches that mind they business

Not hoes in ya nose like sinuses

Make my riches talk we play Simon Says

Catch me wit some twins guess I’m Johnny Test

But don’t test me bitch

Don’t tempt me bitch

Up too many trees , what century’s this?

Homies shed they skin , so I shed some friends , I ain’t shed no tears man it is what it is

Niggas switch a lot everyday b

Niggas gettin shot everyday b , I’m like 2-3 to yo 18 no bull shit I go crazy

Niggas hate me , it’s plain to see

Wish there was some more cloth made of me , wi-ish there was a sorta sauce named for me cuz I drip the shit so gracefully

Man that’s off topic

Say you get what?

Boy stop it

Y’all need to halt on that nonsense

My niggas conscious

But if you turn it to violence

We act like we have no conscience

That’s more than a promise

I’m in space off this gas and I’m fresh boy I feel like I’m comet

I move in silence

It really don’t matter cuz all of my gas is straight howling , that shit be wylin

So wet she need towels and I hit her til she throw the towel in

Leave that cat smiling

Like Cheshire

- Kill beats like I’m sponsored by stretchers , say I ain’t the best well you right cuz I’m better , I roll up and light up like Heelys and Skechers

Niggas is bitches , they gossip for pleasure , I’m draped in this gold like I found me some treasure , she wanna be my bitch but I swear I won’t let her , 2 cups and a blunt and I swear I feel better

Yo gold be cheesy that shit look like cheddar

My shit be blinging that’s cuz I get cheddar

Catch my ass leaning , somewhere in a sweater

I keep the green on me just like a beretta

Back in this bitch and I’m blackin and better

Fuck her from the back yell look back she get wetter

I’m smokin on gas I’m higher propellers

Propane put me plane high look down see the weather

My eyes looking Shanghai , that’s racist , I know better

I’m racing , pedal to the metal

They hating , flex turned up a level

Young nigga cleffer than a treble

I be rolling tracks finna switch to heavy metal

I been blowing back just to clear a nigga mental

I ain’t got no time on my schedule for shit but the checks cuz I’m tryna get rich

Got my haters in a pickle

Rick

Cuz they know my shit is sick

And they know I do what I want on a track

Ion do no fronts but I might just tax

Most of the time I’m eating tho

Tickets be sugar , sweet and low

I fucked yo bitch , you can keep her tho

But I fuck wit that bitch , she a keeper bro

Ain’t kiss dat hoe like I ain’t see da missile toe , plus dats where my kiddies go

Plug walkin , lungs squawking , I be serving volleyballing

Keep that energy fuck off me

I been sippin lean , I’m hardly

Falling , hardly walking cuz I’m running to a bag

I be chasing cash , you be chasing ass

Fuck ass jakes be chasing me I pray dat they don’t crash

I whip a car like Nas

NASA off this gas

Down bad , nasty ass , chocolate bitch , full of melanin , send her to yo crib , you let her hit , she take yo shit , and now that pack up in the mail again

I fed yo ex bitch dick now she won’t let you nail again

Ain’t like the cards that I was dealt , I bought the deck and set up table

Niggas make believe like fables

Came a ways from stealing cable

Dats a fable I ain’t never stole no cable

Niggas went without

I had that shit written out

But it’s really from the mouth