International

Going International Like fuck I got a bag to blow My Brodies got the Ps for low We making traps we give and go Can't trust tat bitch cause she a ho I really got it off the floor And really got it out the mud And I was trained to be a soldier Now I don't even want no love Boy you better cop a 8th Cause we not coming for a dub EVerytime i'm ina builidng All these bitches. Giving hugs And wanna fuck And yea I know it But they easy Ion show it Jay the driver He gon floor it Shake it back and forth like pitty pat Gave her my heart now give it back If I'm outside I never lack But only focused on these stacks And if I'm at the club No throwing bills At bitches Don't care how you feel That same bitch Will get up off that pole And suck my dick i'm so foo orreal Sometimes I be listening what I said Like wait you gotta chill I get ona mic and all I could see is red I swear I kill I promise I won't switch up on no one if I go get a deal I gotta go and get my people safe some way up ina hills Let's get it rocking nigga Now it ain't stopping nigga I be talking to myself Like shit you know you popping niggas Now a lil cocky man that humble shit is out the door They take kindness for weakness had to learn that and that's fosure I always show respect but if it's up then guess that I'm on go They saying they ain't know about me well then guess now you know Lil hard headed never listened But I had a mission I was gon run this fucking world And get to al the chicken Everything they say I couldn't do I do it, Who is tripping Niggas went from carrying basketballs Now they carry smithens Try to really talk to my lill niggas Like time is ticking My rhymes like that nigga with bad breath This shit is Kicking