Punch Master

I said broke bitches givin' up the pussy for a coach bag Count my money with a microscope I need the whole bag I'll rumble up before I ever rock a ProMag How I know she ghetto Cause that bitch ain't got no dad Goin' bar for bar in every song nigga no hat Base model charger tellin' bitches it's a hellcat Nigga pulled up with some bullshit said I can't sell that He ain't tell nobody that he snitched but he could tell that Waitin' for the load I'm mad as f*ck like where the mail at I can make a list of everything that you failed at On the game brother need a 8th where my scale at Skippin' down the street I'm like where my nigga rell at If I seen a ninja f*ck f*ck If I seen the ninja turtles I'ma get to knockin' shells back Dummy tried to hit his two-step and he done fell back Brody tweakin' tryna punch a wall to get his self mad F*ck the boys damn I really miss my nigga Drell bad Bitch want some money out of me I told her sell cat She ain't got no feelings broke her heart I know you felt that Lil bro bad as f*ck think we need to bring the belt back Red tips hit his head he can't even get his health back Damn said she mad at me Bend it over go ahead twerk it out Bet that if I miss I'm comin' back and runnin circles down Off-white on my shoes got me thinkin' I let Virgil down Backseat in the Maybach to pull the curtains down Niggas tryna block my pathway I'm finna work around Hit his back tired tryna run he started swervin' out You can't get away did a hundred on the boys And lived to see another day Brother sayin f*ck the mini-Drac he want another K I don't want the bitch I said I'm gettin' married to the paper