Noosed Up

Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut Baddie outside, new bus, bag of new feel, no love Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut Baddie outside, new bus, bag of new feel, no love I f*ck bitches that make supermodels wonder how I do it Curiosi-D is killing pussy, I can prove it You not an opp to me if you ain't pulling back to shoot it Shit you talking, clogging up your catalog of music All my friends dead, got brothers on the set Finger on the trigger while your pinky on the send Spending all that cheddar bob change on some light work Couldn't touch a bag if it was laying in your bed (sweet ass bitch) Never beat around what I go through I just cook, pain tasting like nobu (That's why your bitch) Let me eat it like soul food You're old dude, some old type nose Over dead weight, yeah, now I see clear Pull me, pull me down the best way, you gon' get trimmed Change my whole mood when I look in the mirror Every time I do, I tell the devil I'm him Yeah, grind to the belt, all bezel Killing off rap, let me flaunt my metal Broke motherfuckers talking bout back then Now to get back to my opps back pedal Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut Baddie outside, new bus Bag of new feel, no love Noosed up, iceberg flooding my new sons Let the dogs out, it's a crew cut Baddie outside, new bus Bag of new feel, no love