Mara

Sat back and chilled I'm back on my shit Start making our bread but we still on that shit Weird as the f*ck he fake in a song He wasn't on that that bitch wear a thong Gay as a hoe that nigga ride dick Nigga we tight my brothers on shit Geeked for a lick they trying to come up Give that shit up or they send your ass up You not fighting me you fighting the Glock Punch threw a hallow I bet you you not Hide and go seek niggas hiding a lot He died off a pill he popped from the opps Can't go out sad I'm popping a opp Run up in here and your ass going to get shot My niggas we skiied so you don't know who shot New c kit six deep like the mob God glory cash my niggas been scarred Heart black as f*ck we got some new guns Call me the don I'm making the play Don't know you bitch ain't nothing to say G shit bitch ain't no way Im going to change Tmg baby I stay in va Know where I'm from what they going to say Know that I'm solid I got me a bank Sat back and chilled I'm back on my shit Start making our bread but we still on that shit Weird as the f*ck he fake in a song He wasn't on that that bitch wear a thong Gay as a hoe that nigga ride dick Nigga we tight my brothers on shit Geeked for a lick they trying to come up Give that shit up or they send your ass up Glock twenty two not making it far Stinger so big that bitch rip out your heart My niggas love nines we all love the Glock Got get them all like Pokemon ball Got make it flip from winter to fall We f*ck everyday I'm stuck in her draws Strange my addiction obsessed with her walls Kaang ears cut but these bullets going to bite Love all my brothers we not going to fight Want to hurt family he die not might I shoot ones like mike not Ike The greatest Ali I'm tall and I fight UFC sign me I'm knocking out lights She trying to talk I turn out the lights She trying to f*ck I'm dimming the light Bitch it's the don have a kid I might Sat back and chilled I'm back on my shit Start making our bread but we still on that shit Weird as the f*ck he fake in a song He wasn't on that that bitch wear a thong Gay as a hoe that nigga ride dick Nigga we tight my brothers on shit Geeked for a lick they trying to come up Give that shit up or they send your ass up Chatting about don they sending you up Play with the folks shit about to get rough Hit his man up that wasn't enough Gave that shit up his bitch trying to f*ck Gave that shit up they know where he work Run that shit up he gave the f*ck up Run that shit up they ain't give a f*ck Ran that shit up your bitch about to twerk Move the f*ck left ain't put in no work Why he on dick cause he a bitch That type of shit it's making me sick Got pull the plug these niggas be sick Stay by myself I ain't trying to be next Give me some money don't come in a check Billion in gold i'm trying to be next Macadon bitch I'm the only one left God glory cash real nigga you step Glock different size which one is the best Nineteen easy it fit you the best nine or the forty switch it I guess Binary beam what we do next Folded the ar threw it in my bag Ran me my money I bought her a mask Forty the nine forty five and the ten Whole lot of stepping they stepped on your men Whole lot of snitching they killing that man Whole lot of tipping you trusting that man Whole lot of bullets we flushing the bitch Whole lot of fishing we lurking and shit Whole lot of practice we sending that shit Whole lot of faking I'm purping and shit They want the don they can't f*ck with the kid Sat back and chilled I'm back on my shit Start making our bread but we still on that shit Weird as the f*ck he fake in a song He wasn't on that that bitch wear a thong Gay as a hoe that nigga ride dick Nigga we tight my brothers on shit Geeked for a lick they trying to come up Give that shit up or they send your ass up