Thoughts & What I know

Gatyurt You know my niggas up to something, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, we gon' carve em like a pumpkin, oh yeah, oh yeah Know for a fact these niggas on nothing, oh yeah, oh yeah We gon' leave em country bumpkin, oh yeah, Your bitch thought we had something, yeah We gon' leave em out for blood out there And I got the bag up, pussy nigga hatin' it ain't fair Nigga get your swag up, you ain't sittin' with us no chair I'ma go and get them racks up on my own, I don't need a dare Pussy nigga talkin' on my gang, tombstone leave em right there Shawty keep talkin' wild, leave her in the past, I don't even care I be smokin' on the gas, yeah I'm too high, boy I'm in the air We push the pedal on metal then go Take a six or an eight and this shit got me slow We gon' tighten his shit, I'ma call em a bow Why you talkin' on me nigga if you so broke? I know that you mad, I won't give you a loan I put dick in her chest and that's murder she wrote Niggas talkin' too much but I shoot with a bow I when I walk in the Telly you know I'ma score In the function with blicks, we gon' aim at your bone Why these pussy niggas keep on tryin' me? I run round with a nine on me Scored on a pint like, finally No I wont f*ck that bitch if she ain't fine to me, Bitch I'm the goat in it to the highest degree You niggas pussy, no you cannot silence me Just like a golem boy I keep the iron on me You know my niggas up to somethin' oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, we gon' carve em like a pumpkin oh yeah, oh yeah know for a fact these niggas on nothin' oh yeah, oh yeah We gon' leave em country bumpkin oh yeah, oh yeah