Blammy

Wait Got a pocket rocket, not a Glock 27 It's a big 40 Cal, bitch You finna need a Reverend Aiming at your head, if I miss, it was a blessing Niggas want smoke, but it's mid I ain't stressing Saw him with his kid One shot, I could've smoked him I ain't got the Blammy on me, bitch I'll poke you Treat his ass like Baby Boy I'll choke you Put him in the headlock Make your bitch bedrock Giving her the pipe She gon' eat it til her jaw lock Don't forget the balls.. BOP Johnny tried to chase me on foot He a mall cop Ain't none of you niggas got this shit on lock Playing with my mind, little bitch So it's f*ck you All I want is dough Getting money like a trucker Lollipop ass niggas treated like a sucker Can't trust no bitch if she let other niggas touch her Bitch can't hang, cause I'm something like a king If you can't act right, then how the f*ck you wanna ring Bitch ain't my lover You could Beat It Billie Jean Call up my crony I'ma have him bleed the scene All I got is money I'm just trying to get us rich Can't f*ck with hoe niggas Give a f*ck about a bitch Shot him out the matrix His whole brain glitched Do the impossible like Kim What's the sitch Can't find you, then I'm looking for his partner Only thing I'm chasing is a motherfucking comma Hit sis once, now I'm trying to hit the momma Bomb head only baby Give me that Osama Why the f*ck you worried bout the money that I'm earning Bitch, I'm a hot-head Your pussy just burning Who tryna make a play If you asking, I'm confirming Hard time explaining how I feel, but I'm learning Riding round town with a four pound and a pound of weed Drank in my cup and these fiends won't stop calling me Road rage I'm racing down the ave I'm hella mad I might pop a nigga just for telling niggas that he's stalling me Bet I get to trippin, you ain't bout it Make a dumb decision Pull up, drop the lo Why you acting like a hoe How you tryna be the homie Then you try to back door Gemini, f*ck Cancer I'll Cap a corny nigga cause I'm still with all the Smoke Niggas take me as a joke Taurus need to catch a rape charge It stay horny, nigga, so it loves a Scorpio Shooting like a torpedo Knock the cream filling out a bitch nigga Oreo Ran up in the nigga house Where the f*ck did Corey go Stacking enchilada Count Ciabatta moral of the story though Aye Bitch owe me He hit my Paypal Bad intentions I'ma hit you with the fake smile Drumline B2 with this K-Round Cannon had him dancing like Omarion Smoke clear and I'll be gone Vanish to Mexico with the homies speaking Spanish Stop to Texaco getting gas in Houston You ain't getting to it what you been doing stupid