Afghan (feat. Vanity)

M5 beats Ichigo do you know how I hate rain? And it rains in this world, too If your heart is troubled Yeah, I feel like 50 Yeah, I feel like 50 Yeah, I feel like 50 Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on I just ate a, ooh, shit I just made a hit song and I made just like 50 bands Bitch, I feel like many men And you know we carry Glocks with the gang Like Afghanistan Pull up on you, chop and hit your dumb ass Now you fucking dead And you know I carry Glocks on my hip It is what it is Yeah, that chopper finna go and hit you in your fucking shit Hold on, why these niggas hating It is what it is It is what it is All these niggas, they be hating They fucked up in the head That's why we had to kill them niggas Had to leave them dead We fill them up with lead These niggas should've went back to school to learn But you know they gon' trip And they gon' do what they gon' do Hold on, wait Why the beat do this I don't know But I'm smoking a J and it got me higher than a bitch Got me flyer than a bitch I got a Miri up on my drip And Supreme right next to my dick And I got a Rollie up on my wrist And you know I got the bitches on my dick Nigga, I got so many bitches If you want one, nigga, you can pick And I'm balling like the number one pick Stupid ass nigga get shot in the shit If you run up on me, you gon' hear this shit go click That's my stick, nigga I just made a hit song and I made just like 50 bands Bitch, I feel like Mini Man And you know we carry Glocks with the gang Like Afghanistan Pull up on you, try to hit your dumb ass Now you fucking dead I got one hoe, two hoe, three hoe, four hoe And I might just fucking five times Maybe six times I just bought like six watches So I could tell like six times And you know I'm balling super hard I threw like six dimes You would call me John Stark The way I'm throwing passes I got hella bitches in my face They shaking asses If you wanna compare the bands, let's compare the asses These niggas tryna rap, but I'ma be the biggest, fastest I just made a hit song and I made just like 50 bands Bitch, I feel like Mini Man And you know we carry Glocks with the gang Like Afghanistan Pull up on you, try to hit your dumb ass Now you fucking dead