but this shit might come out a little retarded
but i have to put my heart in it
give the orderlies orders
according to the wall these niggas started
killing niggas and broads like
put a baby crib in front of my fort tourist and fucking floor it
might as well cause these bitches is dumb as hell
having a baby with males and raising them by themselves
these niggas is all in jail
the streets are on some tweet shit
kids got nothing to eat shit
these bitches is on some street shit and i ain't cheat bitch
but if you think i'm tricking then ctrl
cause you gotta show me something other than pretty face and features
and it would be cool to say i drop bars for features
i been kicking dope shit since a fetus
na i don't need your rap bars on my remix
turn soulja boy tell 'em into soulja boy teethless
teaching the opposite of squealing
and my breath is never stink
and if every you was to act foolish
i ain't saying i'm goonin
finna be your third time losing
i use my bic to ignite it
where i'm from niggas glorify the rims and the tires and then recycle the swag along with cans and bags
everybody goes green if not that
some doing the charle sheen
and the boys come and take them away like charline from aunt chamberlain
scrambling for benjamins and everything equivalent
sending m&ms and chilling with women friends who's friend's friend resemble them
you already know what it is
oh these boys got us too flexed up