Shiesty

Clutchy I swear to God nigga I cant make this up Fucc em, fucc em, fucc em Bitches come around me actin Faithful I aint buying dat I'm Gucci on all these skeezers clutch Wont buy no bitch no bag And I'm neva sliding in niemans ill Keep popping nike tags Dey kno i wrap up the rapper it cost Twenty just ta drag Nigga snaking showin fake love Knowin I can't go for dat I make a nigga a mission, and slide Everywhere he at You challenge me betta dodge cuz ima Charge ya ass for that Three strike ya ass on the lane make a Turkey out ya ass I just now left from the oaks now Im headed to woodlea lakes No love for no opposition Im damaged so i cant play Tryna keep my composure I feel it slippin away I hope iont see my ex Ima hawk spit up in ha face Fucc a charge pay for da case Cuz we get jurors out da way Same niggas thats acting cool Won't calling bacc in the day We buccin fucc catching fades Zoo line you up widda k I cut my own hair now so the Barbershop just for plays We buccin fucc catching fades Zoo line you up widda k I cut my own hair now So da barbershop just for plays We buccin fucc catching fades Zoo line you up widda k I cut my own hair now so da Barbershop just for plays Bitches come around me actin Faithful I aint buying dat I'm Gucci on all these skeezers clutch Wont buy no bitch no bag And I'm neva sliding in niemans ill Keep popping nike tags Dey kno i wrap up the rapper it cost Twenty just to drag Nigga snaking showin fake love Knowin I can't go for dat I make a nigga a mission, and slide Everywhere he at You challenge me betta dodge cuz Ima charge ya ass for that Three strike ya ass on the lane make a Turkey out ya ass My partna lied on my name And since then it aint ben da same I started seeing more change then I Went and bout some more chains Said I dirtyd up all da caine I aint gon lie that shit there was flame He was my dog, until that dog He shouldn't a put dat in his viens Now my ex see she was the best Till she snapped And went stabbed me bad Her people look down on me Cuz i aint have the shit they had Da bemerz, the benz, the jags Probably laughed wen dey seen my pad Fucc yu pay me i make em mad Ill slap da shit up out ya dad Ha mama aint neva like me Wen we met she seen da mag Extendo up on da glizzly He was like this nigga bad Na my city it jux be shitty No charmin we wipe wit straps I was always good wit the writing Yola helped me out wit math Yea its clutchy straight out da gate Cuttin fake shit jux like the grass They talking tell errthang settin traps up for all da rats And i swear I can't make this up this shit im speaking all be facts Yea, the shit im speaking all be facts Nigga snaking showin fake love knowin I can't go for dat I make a nigga a mission, and slide everywhere he at You challenge me betta dodge cuz ima charge ya ass for that Three strike ya ass on the lane make a turkey out ya ass Got damn give it to me one mo time Ima get it all the way thru though no stoppin Fucc em