[Intro]
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Hey Wesley

[Verse]
Might as well fuck on that bitch then I dip out the city then fuck on a bitch that is naughty
Shoutout Lil Bino, he made him a bag and he didn't have to take his lil' dumbass to college
I'm finna fuck on his ho, but I'm not finna cuff her 'cause I heard that she got some mileage
He in my DM and he broke as fuck, and he want a free feat', had to tell him he wylin'
Walk in this bitch with suppressors and I got a chopper, you know I'ma shoot him in silence
I got that Wock' in my cup and he sipping on [?]
I know them n***as who stay in the hood, they ain't grow up with shit, they ain't grow up with guidance
I know them n***as who stay in the jungle then jump out the trees, they don't know shit but violence
My bitch, she bad, but she not a keeper, I look in her eyes and steady be lying
N***as be pussy, these n***as be cheating, these n***as be pets, these n***as feline
I need to be high when I'm doing my songs so I go on my desk and I snort me a line
I got that XD on me, it go "Fa"
He tried to be me, he tried
Run up on me, boy, you know I'ma pop 'em
I was caught lacking, you know I'ma sock 'em
A year ago I was stuck at the bottom
My money tall, it look like Serge Ibaka
He on that spiritual, sing with that chakra
He on that gay shit, you know I'ma block him
[?] he need a doctor
I fucked that bitch, but I already lost her
Fucking that bitch, yeah, I'm fixing her posture
She wants some money and I got a lotta
How did Osama get killed by Obama?
She call me baby, but I'm not a toddler
These n***as my sons, man, you know I'ma foster
Stick in my pocket, boy, I'm not a boxer
Heard she a bargain, now she on my roster
I got these dreads in my head like a rasta
Call up the Black Ops, you know we gon' doxx him
180 instaswap right on his noggin
.380 knock on his head 'cause he talking
1080 shot on his head, he not walking
You is a n***a, boy, go pick some cotton
Load up the bands and I don't gotta login