Mower

How the fuck you froze up Lil bitch out riding with her nose up uh Think bout my heart it turned colder uh Fuck them im shrugging my shoulders huh Fuck out my way if you not in my path I'm running through shit treating shit like a boulder Niggas be sneaky Don't really be for you I'm reading them people feel it in my lower Im finna cut all the snakes with this mower Count a backend ain't enough I need more Fuck it I'm geekin im really in mode You can't come around this bitch no more you told Ha ha ha I'm laughing to the bank When I pull out my bills tell my teller to fold em When you go get them racks Gotta watch who be around you These niggas turn sour this shit like some mold Aye what's the problem I don't feel the love Gotta get off your ass everytime you feel low Fuck around jump in that car finna up it and blow Finna slide my shit back Fuck around throw on a glove I done got stuck moving slow in the mud Niggas ain't welcome im steppin like rugs I'm riding around with a buck in the trunk If a nigga play around then get hit with a slug If we go to war don't play tug I was just young and looking at this shit All around me im seeing the blood Nigga don't play ill get yo ass gone tomorrow Nigga I'm not ya bud These niggas bitches tryna dismiss them These niggas be talking to fuzz And I'm on probation I don't give a fuck I'm tryna sneak the glock in the club Tryna wash my sins in the tub I get these thoughts in my motherfucking head When I tweak out I'm seeing the red I don't be taking no med Mano a Mano with me make you dread Starting to understand Why these niggas be living like this Especially if you ain't lead Skirt off tread the tire It ain't no driving it end in the fire Pick a nigga right out the middle like a plier Really walk down I seen murder for hire Seen that boy once now his ass on a flyer I just wanna take me a flight Gotta tap into yourself Gotta make sure your mind going right Fuck that nigga get put on a kite These niggas bark but these niggas don't bite These nigga slide and turn into mice Hunt a nigga down if he playing with mine Made a pit stop at the end of the line Let's go Like I told you bitches and niggas Don't jump in my pocket when I'm on the climb Im finna cut all the snakes with this mower Count a backend ain't enough I need more Fuck it I'm geekin im really in mode You can't come around this bitch no more you told Ha ha ha I'm laughing to the bank When I pull out my bills tell my teller to fold em When you go get them racks Gotta watch who be around you These niggas turn sour this shit like some mold Aye what's the problem I don't feel the love Gotta get off your ass everytime you feel low Fuck around jump in that car finna up it and blow Finna slide my shit back Fuck around throw on a glove I done got stuck moving slow in the mud Niggas ain't welcome im steppin like rugs I'm riding around with a buck in the trunk If a nigga play around then get hit with a slug