[Verse 1: Bløccbøy SK]
Posted up with a fucking forty
When i tote my strap that a different story
Why u talk like u really know me
When u only see me on snap stories
With that instragram and that snap chat
U talk shit like u about that
Imma tote the strap with some kick back
And blow his ass about a mile back
If i lend u some better give it back
Give a lil pressure u can't handle that
U a bitch boi and we know that
What im smoking on that straight gas
Thats 2 hits got me full throttle
U sippin henny bitch i drunk the bottle
Left my kids on that super model
Got the newest drop in the newest model
Gotta full clip he won't see tommorow
Left his whole family in fucking sorrow
Got the gucci loui and that feragamo
I only rock designer man that shit is easy
I get a bag and now im feeling cheesy
Imma pop his ass while he watching T.V
I had a black mask man he couldn't see me
No im not sharing bitch im feeling greedy
If he talk once now he on the TV
When i fucked a bitch had that bitch screaming
Leave that pussy drippin like a fucking fountain
Imma stack my bandz like a fucking monatin
All my wrist water bitch im fucking drowning
When i whip it out leave that bitch astounded
U is not gangster u could still be grounded
When i see a opp man u kno im outty
Drop 50bandz on a fucking audi
Im skrt that bitch like im catching bounties
Gimmie ten minutes minutes and im outta county
If this dont slide know 12 found me
I pour woc and i sip it slowly
I can't lie it make me feel lonely
U say u real then bitch show
Like bend over thottie im feeling horny