What Im On

Yo partner gone u work his phone i know what u on Banging blood fasho hard to tell when my bitch is on Artillery we pack da shit dis metal getcha gone Styrofoam attack my dome but I won't up it slow 15 years of trappin yeen sold shit but cha soul Call his mummy get job u sorry sack of bones I don't what u know but i grew up off a code Slangin dem grams since 10th grade workin moves i knew i found my why Guess dey thought i was playin I'm scheming bad da bathroom was my block Da streets dey love me fr take care like drake ain even gotta punch no clock My momma rushing me to come get my plate I'm tryna get me a knot F*ck allat that ice get a new heater Im slammin grams my partner he shoot people Grams and yams collecting da white ppl Beat up a bow ain't wearing no white beater Small fry nigga if he crinkle he cut Dats da main reason ion like niggas Tell me wassup bitch gangster or what Yea u gone freeze like place kicker Ain stun you wea ya bae nigga Ima make play everyday nigga Every since niggas been talking dat cap yeen did shit but got dis k bigger Falling asleep with that fie in my lap thy shall wake as a grave a digger Double FE yeen notice nigga