Arthur Mogan

Niggas wan smoke, pop em Put one to his head, drop him I’m rapping this shit cause I'm Brooklyn Stand up on two and lay down with too many I’m trapping lil bitch ima gllt I be juxin’ Blam-ing my tool but I still be too friendly What happened switched to a win now I’m cooking See me it’s cool til niggas try and end me I’m ready I’m chopped like a steak on the board, don’t mistake it I’m blowing Won’t make it to the door Ima empty it 12 in the clip ima pour He’s in detriment meaning it’s clipped for the boy Ima hunt him down, Arthur Morgan with the 40 Taurus Like the shit my redemption, my weapon tucked gun him down All the noise’ll prolly call the boys, I double tap and I’m flexing I’m really gon’ get it, why doubt I wonder what’s her digits, I find out Get it started like engines, I drive out Flip her that’s rear end collision, blow her mind out It’s more to see then what you looking at I said I’m getting da breesh I ain’t looking back I be eating all the bread like I’m cooking crack Know if the boys running down I am booking, facts I mean a billion cash when I’m talking racks I love all this attention I’m feeling swavy They don’t move and maneuver they walking backs I learned a bigger bag now will prolly save me I learned to figure bins out running on the pavement I burned my fingerprints down to a better payment I’m tryna dick a bitch down, nobody basic I’m tryna bring a bitch out for my vindication She tryna lemme slap now I see the indication But I’ma hit a badder hoe because I’m impatient She wanna get an attitude but she ain’t really say shit Stupid bitch got me dead, GTA wasted I get the breeshy, she wanna get on her knees when see’s me I get it easy, she will do anything just to appease me Damn, I’m getting greasy but I see all these women beat me But I’m right on the target no TG, swiping these pieces seeing where it leads me Got the gift of gab I talk reason, I’m teasing her now she really wanna meet me Is that really how it’s gonna be today Her puss’ dead on arrival that’s DOA Said she want smoke then pop it Put it all in her back she dropped it I’m rapping this shit cause I'm Brooklyn I stand up on two and lay down with too many I’m trapping lil bitch ima gllt I be juxin’ Blam-ing my tool but I still be too friendly What happened switched to a win now I’m cooking See me it’s cool til niggas try and end me I’m ready I’m chopped like a steak on the board, don’t mistake it I’m blowing Won’t make it to the door Ima empty it 12 in the clip ima pour He’s in detriment meaning it’s clipped for the boy Ima hunt him down, Arthur Morgan with the 40 Taurus Like the shit my redemption, my weapon tucked gun him down All the noise’ll prolly call the boys, I double tap and I’m flexing I’m really gon’ get it, why doubt