(Feltz - Verse)

I ain't worried about shit
I ain't worried about you pricks
I ain't worried about your rebore sticks
With no bullets in your clips

I ain't worried about your strip
Live your life and ill live this
Don't get me crossed like criss
No girl when the pussy see's a fist

I just come straight with it
Light you up like a candle prick
You boys are wet like a flannel prick
So straight G-O-M-L prick

I let them man know i get it down
West boy but i was born in south
But i still got contacts in south
And ill run up on a weed mans house

If your cash tight get your cash right
Get that swag, and get that ice
Look fly or look nice
Chilling with that guam spice

And i tell her wagwarn
And she says waguam
And I'm like I'm calm
And she bright like a star

And I'm staring at her back off
All the mandem better back off
Bareback ahd to take the strap off
Pussy tight i won't get lost

Rich girl she's got that dose
She taste sweet like candy floss
She's likes the tat with the cross
R.I.P jay sorry the lost

That had the ends on a low
I swear dee's gunna blow
Mike got love for you bro
And you better know

I'm here for you if you need me
I can see you, can you see me?
From day one he's been a real g
I hope you can make it in footy

And then theres dee
Let me tell you about this g
If you fuck with him, then you fuck with me
Cos ill rather it be me then him

And thats how its going
Power skunk blowing
Thinking about are future and show rings
And getting all them ratings

And fuck all this dead beef
I'm just looking forward to money
In cy with a honey
Got swag I'm never bummy

You got food guess what mans hungry
And my YG's got the pumpy
The bright light ain't cos its sunny
All i do is hump pee's

[Finished]