traumatized

yeah

yeah

oh yeah

see it all

didn't take some

he say he like me with no makeup

these niggas in the field

hit the lay up

ain't even gotta talk

don't say much

drop my top in the summer

he

boy

he broke

you a runner

i didn't flip in them commas

all of these niggas not back like a runners

homicide

momma's crying

bitch you aren't alive

in my hood

we all at war

you like you won't survive

i ain't never gave a fuck

held back my tears

i'm crying

bitches gon' spread they lies

eat my cake

i'ma serve these pies

all these bands gon' drop

hate

so i'ma serve these pies

your nigga on my line

he done smacked

i'ma hit decline

keep

keep pressing rewind

spraying this block

then facing time

beat a fake bitch and she gave me a fine

ain't never told no lies

you ain't on shit

lil' nigga

wasting on murder

then pop out an diss lil' nigga

bro you a thug

stealing with cousin

shit got big and big

big

bigger

i ain't gon' play with a nigga

when you gon' lay them

nigga?

black ak

pull trigger

lost lil' nigga

one night came back

same day took eight of they niggas

at the top

feels so good to see my momma with a knife

bitches feel me

cause i'm taking bitches spots

glowing for me

hired a lawyer

you my pop

icing rolly

flood my motherfucking watch

see it all

didn't take some

he say he like me with no makeup

these niggas in the field

hit the lay up

ain't even gotta talk

don't say much

drop my top in the summer

he

boy

he broke

you a runner

i didn't flip in them commas

all of these niggas not back like a runners

homicide

momma's crying

bitch you aren't alive

in my hood

we all at war

you like you won't survive

i ain't never gave a fuck

held back my tears

i'm crying

bitches gon' spread they lies

eat my cake

i'ma serve these pies

waited my time

now i'm in it

all at your head

like a fitted

asian

i fucked up the city

nigga your name writ on my semi

dreams are more then pennies

all that hate

that shit ain't in me

dropping the top

i'ma push to the finish

hop out with denny

he shooting the children

cause i'm next up

bitches wanna talk

these niggas be gassing bitches

they so extra

trending 'round my town

made a hoe get down

apply that pressure

dripping on a lip

lip

fucked then i dipped

dipped

shawty fucked my head up

gold chains on

wipe on in the booth

i'm dope

i'm by myself

gold chains on

wipe on in the booth

i'm dope

i'm by myself

i don't know nigga

i was fucked that bad

i ain't give no bitch no help

running them bands

i played the cards

i played my hand i was dealt

try me bitch

lil' pretty gon' cook that nigga just like a chef

see it all

didn't take some

he say he like me with no makeup

these niggas in the field

hit the lay up

ain't even gotta talk

don't say much

drop my top in the summer

he

boy

he broke

you a runner

i didn't flip in them commas

all of these niggas not back like a runners

homicide

momma's crying

bitch you aren't alive

in my hood

we all at war

you like you won't survive

i ain't never gave a fuck

held back my tears

i'm crying

bitches gon' spread they lies

eat my cake

i'ma serve these pies