DOOHICKEYS

All I ask keep it true wit me My bih ain't gone win no arguments cuz I be too witty With all this shit I'm fallin in I need some new chippy Folk round here be like the car I'm in Y'all getting too shifty And folk round here be like the car I'm in aye I'm prolly in a tricky place I'm like I shoulda brought a tool wit me But it ain't no thang Cuz I can throw and give em blue chinny I just gotta do what I'mma duke, and now yo dude dizzy Bet you must regret, you like you shoulda been cool wit me Bitch I'm finna blow you like you shoulda shared food wit me uh I start the game I give a f*ck about new inning Stick a pen in this shit I'mma get the whole crew fifty I don't need new stimmys, and I don't need you kiddy Baby ass boys keep yo baby ass too busy Knowing I could move the whole word when I move midi Knowing I could take a whole strip and make the view pretty Knowing if I'm sticking to this plan we make a few milli When I get that shit, on my momma Won't hold a lose grippy Yeah I gotta smoke a lot problem tell em not to hit me You win with me if you lose with me Yuh boot wit me, too silly, fool really Aye loot give me Who that motherfucka Wavey oh he too illy Pulled up wit some pieces of the fye and it's too sticky Link up with the guys I ain't kickin wit you doohickeys Shit ain't really poppin tryna make this shit a new city If you hit my pressure you gone feel it now you new litty Wax wit me goo wit me I got two zippy Get too shitty now my eyes look like the flu hit me True hippy groove wit me when I proof sippy Yeah I po the proof Still do these sessions after dark because my glow the brightest Oh heard they pass around the torch but who gone hold it tightest I'm over timing cuz I know my grip be better then em But I'm a blend of all legend and I give credit to em These heavy words but this is wavey they ain't heavy to em You ain't got the will for these lil turns and I be chevy to em I feel underwater off the loud and y'all be reggie scuba That shit mids it take me back to middle school Fillin up a cone just like the page I'm flippin through This pen is pinnacle Fucking up some drums I think I made that shit habitual Why they so fixated on being fictional Turn a lil stone with these lil visuals Cuz I was off those dotties, I saw a gold body I got a lap dance, bigger the dose wiling Oh make the strap dance, if folk wanna go folly They just some dogs mane, tell em to go potty If I was in y'all lane, then I would just swerve prolly I don't sip charmaine, but I sip the burb prolly Y'all on some turn hobbies, I'm on some tilt planets Nah I ain't been fur dropping, who said the skill vanished I know they built famished I ain't rushing for the cream I'm stuffin russian cream Aye turn a rapper to production team he ain't gone f*ck wit me I'm entangled with the color green I'm like you stuck wit me Wavey been barring everything this ain't no sudden thing Ain't a dance move, damn fool got em shuffling Swear my hands full with grams fool I can't be juggling Legend, wavey Thats redundancy And I flo like what aye, like what be under me