After Dark (feat. 1nebozo)

I'm up in the stu, you know I'ma blow That nigga talk hot, I'm punching his nose Spinnin' his block, you know that I flow Dumpin' these bullets right out of the globe That nigga a bitch, he doing the most Said I can't rap, like go get a flow I-I-I catch him I'm breaking his skull I-If she a thotty then she gotta go I'm taking a string, I'm ripping his throat Like how many shots I really could throw? How can I lack if I got a poke? Poking his neck, turned to go ghost A demon I click through his head Catchin' a opp, they gonna be dead I'll never run, but you niggas fled I'm doing me, I don't care what they said After dark, you know it get cold I might just call up that hoe, 'cuz I'm feeling bold Know I'ma throw And If he talkin' we wrapping him up and he getting disposed Like, I'm really him Step on the scene and I go for the win Sorry my father, I know that I sin But everybody really be on my dick, like F*ck a sub, we getting it If I call up my niggas, we gettin' lit All of you niggas is sick, need medicine When I get me a check, then I'm checking it And these bitches be bringing my name up, stop it I ain't f*ck with you, you ain't f*ck with me Jacking my name for attention is crazy This why these bitches can't f*ck with me I'm up in the stu, you know I'ma blow That nigga talk hot, I'm punching his nose Spinnin' his block, you know that I flow Dumping these bullets right out of the globe That nigga a bitch, he doing the most Said I can't rap, like go get a flow I-I-I catch him I'm breaking his skull I-If she a thotty then she gotta go She a thot, I'm done with her Yeah you know she a treesh Niggas be fannin', go touch breesh Niggas be pets, I got the leash I know some niggas ain't messing with me But it's cool, no coming back Play with the poke, how can I lack? Kyng up next, and you know that's a fact Niggas be chattin' but niggas is 4'8 On the court, just made four plays He got hit, right at the doorway He yelling now he in more pain I'm in first, niggas in fourth place You the worst, they knoq the war came Sending shots, sending the fourth ray Nine/eleven, might crash four planes They want me Everyday day they wanna come back to my place And I know that my heart gonna cost me I got to keep flags up, like a damn race And a nigga been feelin' real saucy Saucin' up bitches but ain't catchin' no case And these niggas be jackin' they solo But niggas only pop out, with no face Niggas know that I'm rollin' a spliff That bitch is dead to me, drown in some piss Shooting my shots nigga I haven't missed Chattin' but niggas don't know what I did You a fan, you all on my piece, nigga get beat wit' the grease I know that everything not what it seem Felt like nobody was fuckin' with me I was alone and nobody could see All of the talents I had on the scene I want my pockets, stuffed with the green Do my own mixing, shit really clean Niggas be hating, I'm shootin' from deep