Yeah KFP ken in this bitch

Yeah excuse my language

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Man fuck going on man?

What this is?

Say, versatile?

[Verse 1]

Me and Bino Beatin' Down the block

Anything you want it’s in the S.W.A.T.S

I done looked the reaper in his eye

Nigga tried to leave me in that car

Shots on me, thots on me

Walk with the props on me

And i gotta keep an angel by my side

Ya know sometimes it's okay to cry

Everyday i ask you "how you feel"

All these bitches got the same sex appеal

I could show you more but niggas steal

Take thе escalators fuck the stairs

The Mcqueens with the socks on

They wanna see my play I bet they gone tell

And they know that I'm my daddy son

’cause everything I do is smooth and I keep it playa

Earn stripe as a solider in the field

We can get along, but shit rare

You can tell she grown by her hair

White and black chrome by the air

Stone Cold Libra

Chillin in a beamer

Still got my heater

Kickin with my feet up

On the porch with akeelah

Got success nigga? Re-Up!

A Couple bands nigga we up

I wrote out the plan and called up my mans

I know that they wishin us Good Luck

I know that they hatin'

But nah I ain't stuntin' it

Its all love , wish they would push up

Mama never raised a bitch but I got a sister

Hope you been Taking Notes

You be looking up for the definition

Nigga write my name next to goat

Yeah i started this shit

And you copied this shit

'bout to drop me a book of quotes

I just told you my next move

Let's see what you do

'bout to see how this story go

I'm with Erob we cookin it’s time for a break

You know i need my medicine

Two joints to the head Or Sum

I put in a bet Or Sum

I’m putting in work and I put so much work in

I'm thinking I need a better song

You don’t really miss it until it's gone

Gone see me wild out at the Georgia Dome

Nah, it ain't Over until you on

We talking investments?I'm calling Tone

I told lil mama I like the way she walk

And next thing I know is she took me home

I’m in my Ariana Grande shirt nigga you know that We been On

If she ain't workin she sent home

If you ain't workin, bitch get on

I can't Wait for Christmas

Buy Everything on the Wishlist

Don't leave a stain on the dishes

Don't leave a name on the hitlist

Need a lesson from my brother mayne

Cause he taught me alot on thangs

Shot my first Glock, fuck a range

First tears Dropped, fuck the pain

Start the scene, cut the scene

Yeah I been cut for a magazine

Got a full clip, reload the magazine

Talking on my name that's blasphemy

Drip so Hard i change the mood for dancers

Please no questions, I don't got no answers

You don't like that view? then change the channel

Clickin shit up like Adam Sandler

Camera Operator Got a grip

And he keep the heater by his hip

And he independent with his shit

Gary, Indiana What it its?

Four mounds we out in the field

Real Stunts, nigga ain't a film

Real Twins, We like Phil and Lil