Withdrawls

5 mili in the bank with drawl Rockin jogger no socks with draws My pocket rocket finna pop yo jaw My pocket rocket finna pop all yall Stop the nonsense yall suck like straws My cocky confidence finna get choppin like saws Not just on my dick she got up to the balls They play it rewind it but never gon pause Wait I done made a mistake Said i was good but f*ck that homie Im great Said i was fried f*ck that homie i'm baked I make art and drew it out like tate I whip out the glock and unload at Yo face My bar gon nick a teen like a vape I just f-ed 1 girl then i went to the Left and i escaped I gone out this bitch I just run out this bitch I just fucked a bitch For the fun of this shit and I shoot don't assist Yo bitch don't exist They all gon miss this You ain't nearin the list You ain't fearin the kid Got you so fuckin pissed I got k's on the wrist And i'm so fuckin rich I just bought me a crib With the coldest of fits And a maid for the kids With some gold in the bricks And a mirror made of diamonds And a plane that bitch is private And a ipad with a stylus And a car unlimited mileage These flows leave yo ass un silent Weed got me higher than our pilot Gz finna start a riot And eleven gonna be my guidance Enter 11 he back in the mode Rep 903 it's my area code This not something seen at the end of the road My bars going crazy till i'm hitting gold More plaques then my teeth cuz i'm keepin em froze 11 got weight on his back he to swole Bars over your head don't you know how i row They look at 11 say damn he to cold Damn he to cold Damn that boy frozen Rappin some poison our shit lookin potent Lethal injection to any these rodents I got me a 9 and i'm finna unload it Dont listen to me cause i wouldnt condol it The cops let us be cause there ain't no controllin I hop on a beat it's like pulling a trigger that bullet is me wont stop till i hit the opponent I hit the opponent Thats all that i need I do what i want I do what i please I got me some mils I did it with ease Got me a new whip I don't need no keys But you know what i need bro i need me a shovel Cause burying careers is a whole bunch of trouble When i'm getting bands that shit come in a duffle And that shit pile up like a mountain but double Rollin and rolling The money is flowing I feel like i'm floating I'm on top of this shit My bank account flooded My wrist it stay flooded My necklace is stunning Im back on this bitch I'd never be running I stay get it done in I live in the moment My shit never miss Drop banger and banger The rap game in danger 11 a player Add that to the list My voice is my ring tone Freeze my neck damn we cold 12 albums no singles I swing on beats like shingles My life like a cheat code I stomb hoes like hulk smash GZ and eleven make no trash Eveyone else is so ass I'll smoke your whole pack I one up you on your own track Own track gettin owned by who So ass don't even touch my booth Straight shit straight out yo tooth Straight heat comin out my room Heat brewin inside of me Got yo bitch to the side of me Feels like i won the lottery You dumb as f*ck like a lobstaomey Hobos lookin zombified No one gon stop my vibe You ain't me better stop you lyin You couldn't even comprehend my lines You couldn't even recite my rhymes You can't even bitch so hop in line Killin this beat convicted crime Im opt to miss out on your prime Pop out in clothes Designer the purse Pop off with flows I rhyme with the verse Im with the pros Pros is a verb Everyone knows Im goin berserk I'm gettin gold Im goin to work Im gettin told I'm far from the worst Im goin to church You live and you learn You f*ck up to chance and bridges you burned Its lyricism when i get on the scene Ive been a fein i got vape in my jeans My dick got tang she said wu like it's cream GZ eleven him and me is the team Smokin grass till im seein green Ive been known to focus on finer thing Out rappin yo ass is pride to me Ill smoke yo ass like lima beans Came in the bitch like it's back to the future Boys pulling up i'm surrounded by shooters They send in 11 like he the intruder My girl giving head she got brain like a tutor Aint a regular whip this shit a mercedes I got a bitch middle finger to ladies Took of my pants her face where ima lay deez You know the rest and that's how you lay d Pound town bitch got another Nah i'm just fucking kidding Dick in her back feel it in her kidney Bitch don't you know that i turn up the city Bitch don't you know that i'm makin new trends Bitch don't you know that im gettin tha win Did it with g give a f*ck about friends My strips always blue i won't ever hold 10s Knife talk Past 12 clock Sent shot shot His body drop Got aim assist At a sorry bitch Blow him a kiss Cuz he ain't on shit This money motion Big tonka toatin Fat blunt blowin Red cup pourin New mag loadin This trap showin Me bag motive Im that goated