7.62s (feat. Chieff Jayy)

You think I'm a bitch, well I'ma show you what this bitch do Lebro, he lit off seven and I swear that boy like six too And he got them hollow tips, them bitches rippin' through your tissues He got all kinda blicks, he tryna show me what that switch do Tryna make your mama miss you, tryna f*ck all on your bitch too If it up there den its stuck there, pussy nigga, what's the issue Hit the app and out your lips, them Ruga bullets finna kiss you He thought he was gettin' pussy, nah, pussy, boy, she trippin' you And you a ho for that, fucked that bitch one time and I ain't goin' back I been rappin' for two years and I still ain't got shit to show for that Get your Uber, get your chauffeur whack, lackin', no, I won't go for that They just be the main sniper, everybody on gophiac I'ma go get fucked and you get kicked out, I'm goin' to my bitch house I bet not see her daddy, I'ma show him what this shit's about She like, nah, where your heart? I say that shit that got ripped out Cause these bitches, they be dicked out, and these bitches make me sick now So I'm on that matadose shit, I might f*ck your whole jet I might kick the bitch out, she bringin' up some old shit Like this is some old shit, my cougar on Mojit And this ho just called me first, I swear I won't go, bitch You think I'm a bitch, well, I'ma show you what this bitch do Lil' bro, he let off seven and I swear that boy like six too And he got them hollow tips, them bitches rippin' through your tissues He got all kinda blicks, he tryna show me what that switch do Tryna make your mama miss you, tryna f*ck all on your bitch too If it suck that and it's thug that pussy, nigga, what's the issue Get the yappin' out your lips, them Ruga bullets finna kiss you He thought he was gettin' pussy, nah, pussy, but she tricked He the loudest on five, then he like five, six Lil' ass nigga with a big ol' bitch Bro pass me the ball, he got a six Switch, swear to God I won't miss Why you all that glock, you ain't pop that shit You don't really wanna start, better start that shit F*ck nigga, say somethin', I'ma drop that bitch F*ck nigga, tryna spin me, gon' pop that bitch, yeah Naw, I creep through the back door, five, five, five, bitch, get on the floor I'ma go hard til I can't no more, backshot your hoe Ain't tryna stay with a bitch, he suck on the dick And I dip and I'm ready to go Ain't tryna play with a bitch, get out my face Lil' bitch gon' f*ck my bro I'm big dog, why they call me T Get pissed off, I slay nine hits No jokin', why you kiddin' with me I'm focused, but I can't get no peace I been up all night, can't get no sleep Hey, hoppin' on the Rolls-Royce I'm tryna cop me a Masi, I'm drivin' it, bitch And I'm swervin', they thought I was sleep F*ck nigga, stole my shit Until he had caught a million, he thought it was sweet Run off some drugs, I just might pop me a Perp Can't f*ck it till she go to sleep Cliff of the slugs, bitch, I be pussy with thugs Fake shot if a nigga say cheese, hey You think I'm a bitch, well, I'ma show you what this bitch do The pro, he lit off seven, and I swear that bruh like six He got them hollow tips, them bitches rippin' through your tissue Got all kinda blicks, he tryna show me what I switched to Tryna make your mama miss you, tryna f*ck all on your bitch too Pussy sucked up, then it's stuck, that pussy nigga was the issue You get the yappin' out your lips, them Ruga bullets finna kiss you He thought he was gettin' pussy, nah, pussy, but she treat you