I Can't Think of Shit (Icos) [feat. OneTripSlpy]

Hahaha Lace The messiah These bitches like money man flow they the same I want me a drop like wop and I'm headed to the top Leave me alone stay in yo lane I walk in the building I don't say a thang My nigga with me he will hit you with range I keep a bitch and they do what I say I just meet a bitch in the A from LA I want me a wraith cause it look out of space I just flew in LA from the A I got a plug he reside in the bay Mail the bomb the pack land at bae's Accurate aim hit you in the face From a corner top miles away When it's the money no time to play Never broke again and I look like a play We want all the smoke and you look like a jay I gotta go get the commas Sorry ya honor I just want to ball for the summer Like Christine I'm too legit I can't f*ck on that bitch cause I'm too legit I walk up in Lenox with plenty Don't care bout no inches These bitches really get ridiculous I'm high as the ceiling I pray to God cause I'm with it These niggas plotting on a mission My niggas plot on a mission Or in the kitchen breaking wrists These words I really did it ain't no fiction She say the D her home like a piston But I ain't really tryna listen Just tell her she tripping and lay off that acid I dance on the work and still be taxing That white and that yan like Michael Jackson Chain drip water diamonds sing like the Braxtons Wait yo bitch be calling me nagging She throw that ass like madden Can't hear what you say all I'm hearing is static Wait wait I got this shit in the cabinet All you niggas be talking and shit but I swear that you niggas is faggots Wait shit I am just rapping and Shìt I am not writing and shit Pass me the lighter and shit I got a woody with big buds and I'm tryna pipe the little bitch I'm tryna just tryna pipe the little bitch And you tryna fight the little bitch Hold up you say he fighting the bitch I just one nighted the bitch She bust like a clip say bye bye to that bitch If he got a problem and shit We load up the clip say bye bye to that bitch That fire it spit like fireworks Then put the bitch to work The hoe a freak no straw the dick she slurp I got a sack like a cornerback If I f*ck yo bitch I swear she ain'tcoming back Smoking that pack had a heart attack I just want to f*ck so don't get yo heart attached I got bullets like a quarterback We only friends and cannot be more than that F*ck you thought little bitty bitch go get me a fo' and I pour in that And it better come with a seal Poured the tech and I popped me a pill And it's f*ck how you feel Unless the talk about a dollar bill Yellow tape the scene I come through dressed to kill So much drip mop up the spill Reach for my chain yo cap get peeled Some of these niggas be hating on me but I really don't give a f*ck I'm really over here chilling with a bad bitch do not interrupt A lot of these niggas be funny be rapping and shit need to give it up Cause you know it's my time I really don't need me an entourage Die shining like a stop sign I might just draw on the dotted line My bitch told me that she faithful to me I told that bitch she can fall in line Boy you better come and get yo bitch from me cause I swear you running out of time She want a nigga might give her the pickle You niggas is pussy no way Stuart Little You niggas is pussy and rats Do anything for some cat See me I'm all about the cash Do anything for a bag By any means Imma get it If I said it then I meant it If I spend it Imma get it back Ten at Lenox Another ten at Saks Bend her over pull her by her tracks She ride the dick with my thumb in her ass Freaky slut with a whole lot of class I f*ck on the hoe then dismiss her like class I'm sorry bitch but you ain't bringing no bag Designer belt holding up my pants Throwing money while I'm doing my dance High tech got me leaning like the tower in France The clip hold a drum and I'm bringing the bands L.A.C.E. bitch