I'm Gangster Too

(Ouu, woah-woah) (Ouu, woah-woah) (Woah) (Woah) (Woah) I need that lil perky in my body, in my body, uh They don't fuck with me cause they know they can't fuck with Riccy Runtz I'ma feed you to them sharks, put a pussy nigga up What you want do bruh? I'ma fool bruh Tell a pussy try some Rickey most hated like the 45th President, Donald Trump This glock got kick back, it jump She want fuck, she a slut I don't pay attention to all that pussy shit that you then done I got my glock out, you ain't got yours? Well bitch you better run Oh my God girl, I'm misguided She acting naughty I'm retarded, she got it, my nigga watch this I'ma get you gone since you thinking I'ma dummy I got five 5's round me, nigga know how I'm coming Zip that boy up thinking shit funny You ain't gone play round with my money Stood on business, BSOB, you get knocked off thinking shit funny Hoe, what you said, you don't want me? Type of shit make me sick to my stomach Man this shit come with a fee, you ain't getting no handout for none Bitch stop playing with me, I'ma G' I got that from my cousin Gee I knocked em off, man that pussy nigga blood all on my jeans But I noticed, niggas damn near stopped fucking with me I lost two brothers in the same year, why y'all ain't taking me? You want me fucked up? Well bitch you just gotta come fuck me My brother nose runny, man that nigga slime, it's in his genes Mom, I'm a soldier, I promise you don't gotta worry about me Seven got my back forever incase they try taking from me I heard he wanna put me up Well bitch, come get it done I ain't running from no one Cause y'all ain't never did me none I seen that nigga on the same day my brother died, RIP Cam I should of stayed on the phone with you, now that shit got me like "damn" That shit like my fault, if I wouldn't of did that, that wouldn't of happened She the reason why I elevated or who why I am But I'ma fuck boy, I was fucking that nigga BM She need dick too, she wasn't even getting it from him March in that field nigga, I got that big drum just like I'm Slim Oh, you must of thought that I forgot, I know you thugging with them Free my lil nigga, he so innocent, he don't know none bout that lil kill No NFL but we be in that field for real, like what's the deal? Me and brother was talking bout how we gone chase these dolla bills I ain't worried bout that lil bitty bitch, I'm worried bout a meal My brother fourteen, Lil Dukey Man and he bout that life My nigga twelve, RayJizzle, he ain't never exposed bout mine Me and my niggas locked in, they would never fold on mine You said you wouldn't do that to me, you done did it so many times Like, why you gotta lie? I see shit with my own two eyes To be honest, I ain't even surprised Oh my, you crossed me, you don't think about it twice (Huh?) (And if you ain't on my side then nigga fuck you nigga) (It's FTOS till I die) (Nigga gone have to kill me bout this shit) (This shit deeper than rap, I been told y'all pussy niggas this) (I seen that shit you posted) (Yeah)