Biniss

Time to peal this top off of this bottle cap What’s that, how you get it, where you got it at You ain’t even know me and you’re pushing all these questions nigga You’re the type of nigga wear a lot of tap That’s my Biniss Don’t you worry bout me you need to go and run a check On my Momma and my Brother All that sneak dissing you can give that shit a rest nigga Keep shooting shots this a bullet proof vest nigga aye Wavy, I’ve been really doing shit lately I ain’t letting none of this shit faze me Nigga goda hustle like I’m stuck up in the 80’s Boy she crazy, she keep tryna hit me for a baby Oh, them diamonds cloudy foolie can’t breath All yo shit faded, got it fresh up out the Macy Can’t keep that shit up, goda get it off Don’t ask me shit I don’t deal with law I could probably help you get a couple B’s If they come buzzing, don’t know me at all If they come buzzing, I’m out of there gone Smell a bad situation, bitch it’s in your pheromone Heard you hit a lick, was on the phone too long Nigga I’m straight like a long tooth comb Time to peal this top off of this bottle cap What’s that, how you get it, where you got it at You ain’t even know me and you’re pushing all these questions nigga You’re the type of nigga wear a lot of tap That’s my Biniss Don’t you worry bout me you need to go and run a check On my Momma and my Brother All that sneak dissing you can give that shit a rest nigga Keep shooting shots this a bullet proof vest nigga aye I should probably start capping Tell you that I’m broker than my last week Hurting so much that I can’t sleep I’m tryna get up like a burpee Running to the money like a stampede, yeah Late night working with the caffeine And the only girl I’m fucking is a banshee I just keep her hungry for the vaccine I get money from two ways then I Split Ends, yeah Shut the fuck up, you don’t know my Kingpin All that faking he don’t know he jinxing Don’t try to make me believe it dawg you’re reaching, No Got the eighteen coming in with the big drip, big ship Pray on it before I take a big sip, big clip Out the pocket rocket like we big trip (Click, click) Baby got my back like she’s a big Crip, gang shit, yeah Peal this top off of this bottle cap What’s that, how you get it, where you got it at You ain’t even know me and you’re pushing all these questions nigga You’re the type of nigga wear a lot of tap That’s my Biniss Don’t you worry bout me you need to go and run a check On my Momma and my Brother All that sneak dissing you can give that shit a rest nigga Keep shooting shots this a bullet proof vest nigga aye