Geo Proffa

My momma ain’t raised no bitch Raised no Raised no Uh! My momma ain’t raised no bitch Raised no Raised no Uh! My momma ain’t raised no bitch Raised no Raised no bitch, yuh My momma ain’t raised no bitch No drip No fit No clip to hit You better admit My clip gone spray, double A to the gray, triple B to the E Watch bitches gone flee, flee to the east West side where I be My cars on E Drive 'round no keys Now bitch you see Cuttin up, runnin' laps Flexin' with my tommy pack Gimme that, guns go gat Flock to the back, smokin' Gs with my pack Cuh! Cut on my wrist, better stand when I sit I don’t need that shit Uh! Whipping these breaks I’m not fuckin' your bitch I’m just gettin' it quick Uh! My doctor tryna' save me My baby going crazy But I’m feelin' kinda hazy Got you bitches lookin' shady Runnin' alcohol to Brady Guess that shit was pretty tasty Now these pussies gettin' shaky Lookin like sum fuckin' gravy Now I’m gunnin' like the navy Brady going crazy Touchdown it’s rainy F*ck dawg I’m lazy Fucked off the mazy Shit! Shit! Why they got to front about my time Why these hoes thinkin' that I’m lyin' Got a couple 40's on my lap Tellin' me to stay strapped Think I seen you from the past Damn, yuh My baby steady fuckin' up this shit Yea My baby gonna have to do the splits Yea My baby over here lookin' fit Yea My baby 'bout to let the bass hit Yea My baby comin' up with the clip Tell me what it is Tell me, who are you? What it do, lil boo Comin' quick to get nude 'Cause she feelin' the mood So I beat it up quick, no time to get lit 'Cuz it’s paper all the time, now I’m bustin' these rhymes Couple shorties on my lap, say they feelin' my vibes I’m just tryna' make a mil, no time to pa-pipe Pussy poppin' on my line You would think I be tryin', but I'm just sittin' in line, thinking shit! My hands gettin' cold, think I’m drippin' with gold Double deuces on my back, know these hoes gone fold But my money still green and them checks still white Yea, my money still green and them checks still white My money still green and them checks still white My money still green and them checks still white I’m just feelin' the fright Said she lovin' the night Them snakes in the night But girl, that’s alright I don’t f*ck with the light Know my strap tied tight Keep my 40 on sight And if I see em in the night, know I gotta' end a figure with a fully loaded choppa I'ma always pull the trigger, I'ma certified killer I'ma pull up way bigger, 'til I fuckin' kill a bitch-a Empty the clip, 'til the AK rip Till the AK snip Till that pussy go whipped Got a hard as grip, think she’s feelin' my dick Think I gotta unzip, because she feelin' me up And I’m just lovin’ the touch, but nothing more than a rub 'Cause when day hits night, i'm a sucker for love