something to rap about

bitch

nigga

nigga bitch

oogie-boogie nigga

sniff it up

fuck nigga came to my section on sunday

didn't even bring shit or bottles

just ate

drank and dipped

fuck nigga

ayy

ayo

scammin' niggas maxin' out

ratchet bitches actin' out

god made me sell crack

so i had somethin' to rap about

lobster lollipops and crustaceans

ho what you mad about?

i fucked you twice in vegas

that pussy wasn't shit to brag about

and i can't draw for shit

but i knocked a bitch that i paid to sit

magnums and some sweet airmatics

yeah

bitch i came equipped

i'm don't do no sucker shit

no ho mistletoe and christmas exchanging gifts

she don't like it

bitch can punch out

niggas be changin' shifts

yeah

you niggas bringin' out the old me

i'm tryna live to ninety-three and see the old me

when i touched that crack

i let them crackers take control of me

serve the piece

caprice

ain't got no heat

man

it was cold g

record labels downed me forty thousand on my first advance

fucked up on my taxes

irs kept me on payment plans

crime fuckin' pays

but once you paid

you gotta pay the man

straight survival

right hand on the bible

i won't take the stand

yeah

vl niggas trap it out

lord let me hit this ho

so i have something to rap about

been through shit with hoes that i look back and i can laugh about

this shit wasn't no joke

sittin' in that cage

this shit was draggin' out

diego trippin' cause i'm sittin'

ain't no package out

you robbed the plug

kicked in the door and cleaned the mattress out

right back in the trap

these niggas bringin' out the old me

i'm tryna live to ninety-three to see the old me

ayo

nail is in the coffin

freddie sent me this shit

this sound like the boat i haven't bought yet

this sound like the moment i jump off it

sun shinin'

cold water

feelin' in my pocket

this lake water better than the faucet i grew up with

we hold our breath like grudges 'til we nauseous

we hop out

let the sun dry us

like raisins

we get dressed in some gucci or lacoste

shit it's amazing

we look like polo ads but skin is dark and-

i gotta move cautious

'cause niggas malicious

they come from the trenches

i used to be a goblin under them bridges

now i'm up in this man

i started gettin' mula as young and now i got bigger hands

to hold them

if i got too much on me

i know my niggas can

i keep my circle tight like tops

nothin' corn

no crops

you messy and get cleaned up with the mop

i went to school and i ain't miss it a lot

so i can be around niggas like you and learn how to keep my distance

i

cut some niggas off on some hater shit niggas said to me

r.i.p. t's 'cause these motherfuckers is dead to me

nail is in the coffin murder

murder

i'm sick of y'all niggas and i ain't coughin'

i know me

y'all often anxious

lost in y'all thoughts and i don't relate

so keep that energy away from me

don't blame me

'cause you ain't got it figured out

you ain't got the bigger house

the jig is up

you jealous dawg

my afro long

i'll pick it out

like cotton on some basic

shit is off

we ain't adjacent

i'm grounded like the pavement

we ain't linkin' like the bracelet broke

better get your wrist that hold

on that thought

you gettin' gold

the fuck away

'cause niggas'll get they faces broke

i just got a thumbs up and niggas go like good job"