Thought You Was A Rapper

They're like you're doing all this singing Thought you was a rapper Counting all this money Now she love that ima trapper But I went and got me a new bitch And her ass is kinda fatter Glock 23 .45 that's Semi-automatic It was just his birthday so his death is kinda tragic Got these bitches in the O like I was playing for the Magic Fell in love with the money at sixteen it sorta just happened I been floating on these beats I gotta chill out cuz I been snapping Why you won't let go Baby I won't let go Me and my niggas serving more dog food than PetCo Dorchester side street nigga check my credentials We gave em 100 shots up out the K like it was special Been rapping since was 2015 Been dat nigga since was 15 You know how that shit be Gotta leave a nigga 6 deep cant trust these niggas nor a hoe muthafuckas mixy If you think you was better than me You smoking dust like a Pixie I got 3 wishes Damn I might need Geenie I wanna be on TV Count money till I can't see Be petty like I'm 50 Got a new glock it's litty Two tone like some titties That bitch sing like she Whitney If you think you big and bad come get with me Left him leaking out his side ruptured his kidney Send shots we fling em back like a frisbee My bitch she be acting & do coke like she on Disney They're like you're doing all this singing Thought you was a rapper Counting all this money Now she love that ima trapper But I went and got me a new bitch And her ass is kinda fatter Glock 23 .45 that's Semi-automatic It was just his birthday so his death is kinda tragic Got these bitches in the O like I was playing for the Magic Fell in love with the money at sixteen it sorta just happened I been floating on these beats I gotta chill out cuz I been snapping But I went and got me a new bitch And her ass is kinda fatter Glock 23 .45 that's Semi-automatic They're like you're doing all this singing Thought you was a rapper Counting all this money Now she love that ima trapper But I went and got me a new bitch And her ass is kinda fatter Glock 23 .45 that's Semi-automatic It was just his birthday so his death is kinda tragic Got these bitches in the O like I was playing for the Magic Fell in love with the money at sixteen it sorta just happened I been floating on these beats I gotta chill out cuz I been snapping