stay safe
fully loaded choppa
nigga i'm eating steak
all you hoes snakes in the grass
i got to cut my shit
you was ridin' with me on the bus
now you talkin' shit
never been a lame
that's on my mama
yeah they know my name
taylor blood way before cuban
yeah i been the same
that's when i was beatin' little bitches
now i'm getting dough
yeah
so this tech gotta greet you hoe
only see me out if i'm gettin' paid for a show
bands in my pocket
not on my head
cuz you hoes broke
bitches wanna fight
ain't got no life
get yo mind right
bitch get out yo feelings talkin' hard like a fuckin' dyke
man this shit so easy i be doin' it while i'm sleepy
poppin' pills gettin' geeky
never been a sellout
get a shoot i go to belair
40 with the dick
so you know my shit stand out
bad yellow bitch
i ain't neva got no handouts
say they on my head
they ain't drop shit
ratchet ass weave
that's a mopstick
have my nigga at yo crib on some hot shit
steady screamin' fuck the opps bitch
fuck a opp bitch
you a broke bitch
you ain't got shit
you ain't doin' shit
you ain't hittin' licks
you ain't gettin' rich
you a sad bitch
on the gram
you a mad bitch
if i see you you a target
you and that retarded bitch
i'll spit on you with them dirty shoes
yeah bitch
yo nigga always fuckin' choose
i be with killers
they ain't got shit to lose
fake ass rappin' bitch
you be buyin' views
slide down with them poles
have you on the news
playin' crazy
playin' roles have you on the news
heard you tellin' on yo niggas
why they wearin' blues?
never told a soul
i been countin' blues
say they on my head
they ain't drop shit
ratchet ass weave
that's a mopstick
have my nigga at yo crib on some hot shit
steady screamin' fuck the opps bitch