First I gave her the dick

Now she walk wit a limp

Y'all don't know that I spit

But I'm sick with this shit

Hit em with the flea flick

First I hit then we kicked

Hit that trick with the dick

All she wanna do is lick

Man she might just, get flipped

Baby, we don't do kiss

Hit that weed then take sips

Too high, not in orbit

Hit you with that 18, you know what that is

Got so many problems, bitch, you could prolly call me quiz

Brand new local rapper, yet the best up in the biz

Straight path man I know that I was born for the glitz

Perseverance so strong, and I know I'll never quit

Bullets hot like the sun, and them shits leave you Swiss

Girl yo man gon be pissed

When he find out what I did

Baby you should shut ya lips

But know I always got a grip

So don't try out any tricks

Cause you know that shits for kids

And you know I don't flip bricks

But I might go flip some kicks

You never know

You never know

I might just go take yo ho

She call me d money, you could find it on a titty

Signed that shit then left out

Eatin breakfast call me Chiddy

Cold hearted but no pity

Heard ya mixtape man that's shitty

I'm a king bitch, where my crown at?

In the backyard where you drown at

I keep a shell that'll drop you down fast

I steal your bitch, you a clown, cat

My ese's bring the brown out

My city, I hold down that

I'm the realest one that's around that

I'll leave you 4, 5, 6 feet down, cat

So you really wanna talk about my clique again?

Do I really got to go and take your bitch again?

SIt down, take a puff of that reefer

Girl on my side cause ya ass couldn't keep her

She got two friends, which one? Either

This some real shit pumpin' out ya speaker

Send shots at ya head like Ether

Don't follow him, bitch I'm the leader

Hit a lick on yo' bitch, have a siezure

Drop a 4 off in a 2 liter

I'm golden, without the greaser

Me and Jay hit a lick, he keepin'

K choppin' shit like a cleaver

This real shit, West meet Cleveland

Heard ya song, that's whack, I'm sleepin'

Keep a broomstick, bitch I'm sweepin'

(Bang)

1da on that beat

I be swagged out to the feet

Bring that heat if you tryna get me

Bitch, all you rappers is sweet

You never set foot in them streets

Fuck you if you hatin

I said fuck you if you hatin

I don't needa make my own beats

Yo

Stackin like a kilo

Keep shit on the d low (shh)

Take care of my team

Yeah I keep them on the best smoke

She call and I just poke

Leanin like a slow poke

That shit make ya fuck slow

And that ass drop when she go low

Swag brighter than Day glow

Walkin round with 8 hoes

Line them up and they blow

Wait they still think they friends tho?

Chasin dreams like I'm Milly Meek

Stompin ground was them Philly streets

Eagles games like every week

I been a man, only seventeen

So what happened to that mixtape

So fresh like I got BAPEs

Yo shit so wack, while I'm sittin back

You still workin on that mixtape?

Kicks so fly that they got wings

She only wit me cause the nice things

This bitch on my lap

Them 40s gone clap

Scream fuck a bitch postin a thirst trap