BashfortheWorld
Third World
[Verse]
Ayy
Third world paisa, I'm turned up 'cause I'm chosen
I can't die yet, my wrists ain't frozen
I'm migo'ed down, we get high, then we focus
I ran it up, put my wrist in the open
You reach for my chain and catch three to your colon
Gangsta, my mama told me "fuck the police"
Run them racks up, 'til they break off the lease
I can put the packs up in a Chevy Caprice
Stuff the cash, boy, so you don't head back to the streets
I got my head out the window throwing three's up
Them n***as put the pressure on, you gon' freeze up
Bitch hit a corner too fast, I told her "ease up"
Ayy, damn
You in the club, I'm counting up, that's why you don't ever see us
Ayy, damn
I know a bitch selling coochie, tell a n***a "get your cheese up"
Ayy, Migo get the bread first
It's new problems when you up, make yo' head hurt
How you broke, take a trip, make yo' legs work
If the bitch 'round me, make her legs twerk
Ayy, damn
I fill my lungs up with gas, and put drank in my juice
My partner got a script, pay three hundred for the duece
It's probably five-fifty, if he sold that shit to you
I put the wock in the air just to see what it do
Ayy, damn
How you tryna step to me? Don't nobody know you
Ayy, damn
Uh, all white, like angel dust
If you ain't tryna die about it, don't bring it up
I make a bitch do the most, then say it ain't enough
Young n***a ridin' 'round with the stainless tucked
You been jumped out the Porsche, n***a, hang it up
Woke up chokin' this morning, chain tangled up
Say I put all my jewelry on, just to go to the store
I ain't even tryna flex, but it's cap if you don't
Get my shoes from the back, don't play me like I'm broke
Ayy, damn
I just ran up a ticket, you gatekeepin' clothes
Ayy, damn