VIOLINS

F*ck you and your grandma bitch, you already know what the f*ck going on Here to f*ck your bitch, and your other one nigga You know what the f*ck going on, we here You already know, know what i'm saying Dope in my pocket, know what i'm saying Glock in my wallet, know what i'm saying Ay Shout out to Paul Got these bitches jumping outta they draws (Uh) The realist in the (Uh) Yunno And these bitches been saying I'm the one like uno Pockets been getting on sumo I done made 10 bands I need like 2 more I been looking for the opps can't find em like they Nemo And these bitches say I'm fascinating These bitches thinking I'm an alien they need a form of identification Play with these bitches heart like these violins Big drum on the bottom of the K Man these bitches looking like some twins I want moolah, don't want friends I got my stick, hope he got his And it's bout to be a discrepancy (Uh) Man I hope these pussy niggas got the right weaponry Ay Stimmy dropped, he bought a gun, he must've thought he was gon shake me 2021, a nigga found out Brenda had a baby Up that bitch and blow, i'm tryna see the bottom of his fazos Hit his ass fasho, i'm tryna get that pussy boy a halo And i'm a different nigga, why the f*ck would your bitch ever say no? (Damn) Lot of pain behind them two lips And I ain't Pablo, but remember when a nigga just had two zips And i'm violent Tryna chill out, bitch I know you hear them violins Ay And i'm oaking on the finest shit you ever thought to smoke on Listen to your bitch, she don't want you to die, so think some more bro 11:26, your hoe hitting me up, tryna make a porno It's a dirty game That hoe don't want no ties and it's a dirty shame Talk to my lil bro like "Cuh, this shìt you doing It's a dirty lane" Got his feet wet and I can tell he'll never be the same