David Blaine

A nigga like me ain't gon' lie, bruh A nigga like me ain't gon' lie Do I look like a nigga that gon' lie You don't like a nigga that gon' lie Cracked the hoe ain fuckin' break a sweat, got this bitch goin' insane Had this bitch fuckin' me all night, N she screamin' out my name And I ain't never stressed about no pussy, I just want that brain Beat her back down all night, while we do that Soul exchange , got chops, Glocks, ARPs Man, that's just my name We be pushin' the issue on any nigga that went against the grain all that talkin' that they do, they don't wanna catch no stain And I be quick to flash, nigga, uh Do that David Blaine F*ck is wrong with you I'm drivin' shit that you can't get This ain't your mom rental See, I been in and out that cage freed out that dog kennel Remember hittin' on that glass can change my paw channel Nigga See, you a puss-ass, lil' police nigga My dog had ran up in your ceiling, you had told them niggas And I been ready to raise hell and kill who rollin' with ya Cops had locked me up for a blunt and not no stolen pistol Don't make me tweak off in this bitch I'ma blow this big-ass gun There ain't no way I'm missin' it Told the judge I want them court fines You could drop the cannabis Smooth-ass nigga, you could learn a thing or two from listenin' See, I'm the one that gotta watch them young niggas purging shit Hop out a V like Tom Cruise or John Wick and handle shit I dropped two scats when I was 18 I was lit before the whip And I got a twin, so anything I do, it gotta double-jit Know, I have to double-dit Cracked the hoe and fuckin' break a sweat Got this bitch goin' insane Had this bitch fuckin' me all night N she screamin' out my name And I ain't never stressed about no pussy I just want that brain Beat her back down all night While we do that Soul exchange Got chops, Glocks, ARPs Man, that's just my name We be pushin' the issue on any nigga that went against the grain Thru all that talkin' that they do They don't wanna catch no stain And I be quick to flash a nigga, huh Do that David Blaine I send shits at everybody Me and my members in this bitch There ain't no clue who catching bodies And I won't speak on what's the name That's how the innocent get slimy This shit kickin' in my brain You won't even know I'm out my body You won't even know I'm out my body I miss my 40 lil bad shit Used to love when we hold hands And that lil' bitch, she had kick One time at the lake, she tried to knock a gator in his shit She done knocked a hole inside the tree I fell in love with that shit Fell in love with that lil' shit Cracked the hoe ain fuckin' break a sweat, got this bitch goin' insane Had this bitch fuckin' me all night, N she screamin' out my name And I ain't never stressed about no pussy, I just want that brain Beat her back down all night, while we do that Soul exchange , got chops, Glocks, ARPs Man, that's just my name We be pushin' the issue on any nigga that went against the grain All that talkin' that they do, they don't wanna catch no stain And I be quick to flash, nigga, uh Do that David Blaine