No Stains

Niggas tote rags, ain't doing no staining New time, piece your homie's, outdated SRT, wide body, curvaceous Niggas ain't spinning, niggas smoke weed Rocks got a stutter, say VVV Rich ass nigga take pictures, say cheese Ten K fit, baby, pardon my chee Putting nines in your chest, nigga, think he Drew Brees I'm trying to get away, Trey shipped a brick in the cellophane Slide with that stick like a Eddie Cane Married the gang where my wedding ring Kay Jewelers for opps, got them kissing kay's Glock got a dick it ain't potty trained Broke down the bales on an ottoman Slime that boy out for some Cartier's Who raised you niggas Handle my smoke, I don't need no niggas Oh you wanna f*ck now, cause I'm up six figures Rainbow nigga, he a purple pack of skittles Fye with some nipples Opps clicking up, he gone die with them niggas He gang & he won't even slide for his niggas Got cap in that rap , buddy living fictitious He pressed about a bitch and I'm pressing the issue Bowling ball head, ain't no vest on that temple I hit from the back, put my thumb in her dimples Drilling for fun, got the loose screws in the benzo She came for the D, but I left with her mental Balling so hard, sprained my ankle I'm injured I'm striking on bitches, I'm stepping on niggas I'm sonning these bitches, parental figures To these niggas, On E with 2 P's in a rental Niggas tote rags, ain't doing no staining New time, piece, your homie's, outdated SRT, wide body, curvaceous Niggas ain't spinning, niggas smoke weed Rocks got a stutter say VVV Rich ass nigga take pictures, say cheese Ten K fit, baby, pardon my chee Putting nines in your chest nigga, think he Drew Brees Niggas tote rags, ain't doing no staining New time, piece, your homie's, outdated SRT, wide body, curvaceous Niggas ain't spinning, niggas smoke weed Rocks got a stutter say VVV Rich ass nigga take pictures, say cheese Ten K fit, baby, pardon my chee Putting nines in your chest nigga, think he Drew Brees I'm trying to get away, Trey shipped a brick in the cellophane I'm trying to get away, Trey shipped a brick in the cellophane I'm really just spitting facts, man, Im really just Saying what I feel, man, you know Talking what I'm living, you know Free my twin ratchet, though Free that nigga