Essentials

Don't you know no one in life can always be an angel Ay, yo, cut off When everything goes wrong, you speak so bad I'm in the bed Yeah, it's a queen size bed Foreign bitch gon' give me head While I'm clutching on that lead If a nigga acting out, we gon' hit him with this chopstick Got like 30 rounds guarantee, we gon' drop shit When I pop out, they gon' crowd me like a mosh pit I know bitches who gon' pop shit I'm the topic, I'm the trending topic Man I get so high, I'm like a pilot in a cockpit Niggas out here acting like they on, but they not shit But they not shit But they, look I see, you see That a nigga icy Why you try me Murking P unlikely I be popping up on the scene with a white tee Your bitch wanna be my wifey, it's tragic If I ever blow, I'll let you have it If he get too close, then I'm gon' grab it I'ma get that lead now I'ma get that bread now Pull up with my mans now Do you see what I see Baby, why you like me She said, PG pipe me Bitch, could you remind me who the f*ck you is All I wanna do is win Got 100 rounds and it's poking out the choppa Got 100 rounds and it's poking at a oppa We don't play no games I'm like, really, who gon' stop us Nobody gon' stop us My point, I don't even talk to these opps I roll these joints all these bitches They be trying to get me she a doink You a nerd Man, that shit absurd Pop up on the curb Bitches only sleep with me essentials on my shirt I don't understand why that bitch talking, cause she burnt Sipping on that syrup Cause she burnt Yeah Sipping on that syrup I can't feel my tongue I can't feel my lips Man, that shit is numb I still got the stick I'm aware of the opps If you get too close, then this snare gon' pop Nigga, pop, pop, pop Aim it at a op Make a nigga drop You a pig, nigga, cause you talking to the cops Man, that's Latin I ain't never lacking Bitch, I'm packing I ain't talk about my dick when a nigga say he packing