Bitches Be Bonkers

I just got some neck From a triple B threat That's a mess Imma buy that bitch a dress Off the net I'm the best Got my finger on the Tec Get you wet Never stressed Now she poppin' pussy park it on my (What, what) I just got some neck From a triple B threat (What, what) That's a mess Imma buy that bitch a dress Off the net (What, what) I'm the best Got my finger on the Tec (What, what) Get you wet Never stressed Now she poppin' pussy park it on my (Aye, aye) In my 6 speed, Going 160 (What, what) Pull up with a choppa I be droppin' like 60 (What, what) Hunnid' round barrel On the bottom of my blicky (What, what) Pushin' so much weight I be throwin' up, I'm sickly (Aye, aye) Got this lean all in my kidneys I be slumpin' over I don't need no Silverado Pull up in a Rover (Damn) Fucked on brodie girl, Fiona, Bitch looked like an ogre (Gadamn) I be glad that bitch ain't my hoe 'Cuz it would be over Yeah I need a couple bands To make a couple bands (Need them bands) Keep my name up in yo' mouth That mean yo' ass a fan (Yo' ass a fan) Play your cards right Neva' let 'em see yo' hands (See yo' hands) It's a hard life Make yo'self a couple plans Don't hit me up, I'm not down to come over Don't give a f*ck 'Bout your love, I'm a loner Lightin' it up Roll a pearl, cuz I'm a stoner You make your luck In this world, go do your homework I just got some neck From a triple B threat (What, what) That's a mess Imma buy that bitch a dress Off the net (What, what) I'm the best Got my finger on the Tec (What, what) Get you wet Never stressed Now she poppin' pussy park it on my (Aye, aye) I be goin' crazy On the daily Got a couple names (Couple names) Keep 'em on a list I'll get 'em hit If they be switchin' lanes (Switchin' lanes) I be steady peepin' everything But never say a thing (Say a thing) 'Till you pull up on the scene And see my bullets hit yo' brain (Boom, boom, boom) Let me step it back Before I give myself a fuckin' heart attack (Yeah, yeah) I don't need no anger F*ck the devil don't be needin' that (Nah, nah) I be praising God up in my songs, Call it Jesus rap (Praise God) I be tryna right all of my wrongs, Lemme stop the cap (That's all) Okay I'm tryna live a new way This shit we in the New Age But I gotta keep my Brothas ready With some uzis And more than loose change And we ain't gon' be flexin' With no fuckin' mood rings Don't hit me up, I'm not down to come over Don't give a f*ck 'Bout your love, I'm a loner Lightin' it up Roll a pearl, cuz I'm a stoner You make your luck In this world, go do your homework I just got some neck From a triple B threat That's a mess Imma buy that bitch a dress Off the net I'm the best Got my finger on the Tec Get you wet Never stressed Now she poppin' pussy park it on my (What) (What) (What) (What) (What) (What) (What)