BFAB

(Dvus Texas Nigga) Yuh Uh Aye We really official you niggas can stop it I’m shooting with poise, I’m like pat in that pocket I’m texting your bitch and her “bitch” best friend Because I’m fucking all three, yeah I’m really that toxic My cousin piru he be yelling what’s popping Jaquon think I’m Russ how I’m strapped with that rocket Empty the clip even though one dropped him Clean that boy up the forensics gone mop him Shawty gone gobble like “f*ck them kids” And I giggle and watch the shit drip from her lip Store workers thinking a nigga be stealing I promise that just be the blick on my hip Laxative shit I be shitting on niggas But really I’m taking a shit on some shit Nigga was mad because I busted down his hoe But it’s crazy because I took a bitch from a bitch Niggas be talking let’s see if they bout it Shoot up the car make a nigga reroute it Post on his street just to prove me a point He won’t come out the house like the nigga was grounded Niggas be pussy, I’m thinking they flounder King of this shit you can call me the founder Changing my other bitch name in my phone But my main bitch mad so I’m thinking she found her He say he a killer, I think he a bitch Instagram flexing his homeboy blick Probably came out in his homeboy fit Might as well say he his homeboy bitch Niggas be gangsta until it get lit And he claim he a demon but pray wen he hit Asking for God to come save him and shit Eight in his chest I was aiming and shit Beat on my chest I’m a ape in this shit You know that we live, who let gang in this bitch Click full of soldiers, no lames in this bitch Run up on me lose his brain in this bitch We call you a rat if you hang with a snitch Rapping with passion no anger in this Stay in my lame no more lanes Ima switch Can’t fall inlove with no lame ass bitch We really official you niggas can stop it I’m shooting with poise, I’m like pat in that pocket I’m texting your bitch and her “bitch” best friend Because I’m fucking all three, yeah I’m really that toxic My cousin piru he be yelling what’s popping Jaquon think I’m Russ how I’m strapped with that rocket Empty the clip even though one dropped him Clean that boy up the forensics gone mop him Shawty gone gobble like “f*ck them kids” And I giggle and watch the shit drip from her lip Store workers thinking a nigga be stealing I promise that just be the blick on my hip Laxative shit I be shitting on niggas But really I’m taking a shit on some shit Nigga was mad because I busted down his hoe But it’s crazy because I took a bitch from a bitch