[Hook]
I know some real n***as that will vouch for me
They'll tell you that I sold dope, They'll tell you that I fuck hoes
I know some real n***as that will vouch for me
They'll tell you that I love dough, They'll tell you that I'm cut throat
I know some real n***as that will vouch for me
They'll tell you that it's fuck rap, They'll tell you that I bust straps

[Verse 1]
Law 15, it ain’t over ‘til it’s over
These pussy n***as trying to play possum with a vulture
You know I straight torture, bring closure, n***a what beef?
Bullets ain’t got no name like a subtweet
Listen when a thug speak, youngin with a big pair
Chopper got extensions but the trigger made of real hair
Still pushing grams like my granny in a wheelchair
Smoking on that loud shit, got my hearing impaired
Cup got me in there, sprite by the liter-
Or that white n***a I don’t fuck with brown like Madea
Bitches call me K-Swiss, more stripes than Adidas
Go against me and trunks pop like Vegeta
My new bitch a keeper, ass make you do a double take
I hate how that bitch look but I love her face
Life is just a pussy race so I can not fuck around
Put it between her breasts like a KFC double down

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[Verse 2]
Boy you out of your medulla, don’t make me have them shooters
Put them cobras to yo head like Medusa, fucking loser
My nuts hang like Mr. Cooper, come through in a phantom
Baking soda drive by, all you see is a arm and hammer
Country grammar, fuck the city up like King Kong
Dimes in my bed like I slept with my jeans on
And I’m just trying to put my team on
That’s why I’m snapping like The Addams Family theme song
Just came home, got some new guns in
N***a love llamas more than Jimmy Neutron friend
Like MJ skin, tell these motherfuckers lighten up
Go and get some vinegar, you pussies better tighten up
I’m a made man – Mrs. Doubtfire
I got kis – y’all n***as got to hot wire
Just recognize that I’m the best alive
You better fall back like the trust exercise

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