Notice It

You say you comin back I ain't seen you since The way i bring you in It make you smile hope you innocent The times that we argue Half the the time you be trippin bitch I don't even care cause i'm ballin on a mission bitch Pickin you up Late at night i got the hammer tucked Sittin in the car past ten Is you tryna f*ck? Holdin my hand When i push the Audi through the night Next day i wake you up You tryna start another fight Bitches everywhere You think i give a f*ck you die tonight? Come correct Or lil bitch get popped just like some dynamite Thought she was the one Lil bitch I'm a choose two Keep on talkin out yo fuckin neck And i won't choose you I got hella motion Don't give a f*ck if you got blues too Smokin on dis weed Gettin sucked up watchin Blues Clues Ain't no need for you Lil ma i'm tryna use you Lil nigga bitin on my swag I' m finna sue you Okay i sent the bitch out Make her lock the door when she left When we done fuckin Don't lay down we ain't got time to rest She asked if i'm her man still I told dat lil bitch to guess Bitch this is a trial to get wit me you gotta past the test Guess what? Lil bitch i'm right here Really murder talkin Really talkin in yo ears Really pop out gang So when we pop out Face yo fears And if you keep talkin out This whole drac gone meet yo ear When this drac meet yo ears We gone shut it down I'm talkin through the song Hope you can feel me through the sound Can't be around But i'm drivin to you Speedin through da town F*ck the past we ran it up We turned a dub into a pound Dick up in her spine Lil hoe can't feel the ground How you flexin all dat money, But got air up in yo sprayground? Touch my cup and i'm a throw a swing bitch No playground Hoe gone trip on me cause i seen ass She can't stay round Clowned Was a lil nigga wit a drop fade Tryna f*ck all on a nigga now Because i got paid Steppin i this fit All black Like dat nigga blade Pillow talkin to the hoe You sweet like some minute made Boomin in my city Feel like NBA it's a parade Ride like a committee We don't fight fair Who want fade? Ain't that same nigga dat you dumped off in 6th grade On dat hot shit Get the gang then we start a raid Ain't afraid Send five shots he need first-aid Hit em in his left knee He limpin like he D Wade Yea i cheated But you said you'll never leave Bitch i feel played But i'm done speakin So just make sure the beat fade