I’m that nigga

Counting figyas

Pussy boy i’ll take yo bitch

Tough nigga claim he want smoke

I’ll fuck em up

Now he a snitch

Beat the pussy

Like a punching bag

Demon fuck it up!

Kick it wit yo hoe

Yuh bitch i’m getting shoulder rubs

Give a fuck bout what you say

I’ll throw my racks all in yo way

If you got a bitch

Then my dick all on her face

Fuck school

I cuss out a hoe

Then i leave the room

I said

Fuck school

I cuss out that bitch

Then i leave the room

Yo bitch got her head down

Ass up like track star

If that nigga running

Bitch i promise he going not far

Hit you with that magic shit

Make you disappear aye

Always been that same nigga

Just a different year aye

Never plotting on a pussy boy

I don’t have the time

If you get to swinging

Bitch i bet that you gone get a strike

Ima fat boy for that cake

You can’t get a slice

While you wit yo homies

I be voolin wit ya wife ay

Run it stack it flip it spend it

Nah bitch ain’t no tetris

Feeling like i’m johnny cage

Cus you know i stay flexing

I don’t need a choppa

You can get cut wit dis weapon

I don’t need a choppa

I’ll still send yo ass to heaven