Urgent

Praise god bro I done said that Im done trappin' But i'm back again Boy how you out here an you lackin' Must not like to live I could drop bout like 10 Right now on some dumb shit Like who the f*ck you speakin' on Baby turn them speakers up This aint' no k-roll Baby this some hi-tech Sip It we start flyin' Other side i'm sober Im flipping shit over (Flip flip flip) Huh awe that shit goin crazy Shawty in the party An she throw it mr. daisy (Ahhhh) Tryna turn it up Shawty in the party get it Turn it up (I was tryna it up) (Uh in dat whip we burn it up) I aint' tryna hear that shit That shit be cap what they be talkin' bout (Man) he aint' even got a stick So how the f*ck is you gone air it out Im from that dirty baby I was raised off crumbs I know you heard me baby What you think i'm dumb Hold up 911 its urgent Heard ya homie just got hit Hold up don't be worried bout me dawg Go be worried bout your bitch You can't say you f*ck with me If you aint' even show that shit (F*ck it still get racks) (Racks f*ck it still get racks) I been in my bag a lot ever since I cut off ties Aint' even hard to tell who real an fake Just look into they eyes I don't even like to smoke no more I got these business on the line Can even lie I been on my snap shit Ever since I got this rachet (I feel like mj i been cuttin' up) (Not on my side then you can't f*ck with us)