5th Abrasion

Beat tag: (2twenty)

Verse 1:

Don't I feel infiltrated (you should n***a)
Waitin' to plot from the start, n***a, that's the fifth abrasion (its all good n***a)
Scrapin' inside of my heart, so I got therapy
Link with a chick at an Airbnb and got me some clarity

Noticed apparently she was aware that we blowin' trees back and forth necessarily
Au contraire, to whoever got a bag for me
That bitch better talk accurately
No back end, fuck half of that cheese

That clip ain't caught casualties
I'm watchin' them die for it all
How can the sky finna the fall
Bitch, I'm still intendin' to ball

She hopped in that Charger and car
Come jump in these streets and get rich, it's a fact
I flow on this beat cause this bitch is in tact
Dope black n***a with Egyptian tats

You know a n***a criteria on Liberia
Got a queen dancin' on diamonds
Know that hoe the bomb, n***a, stay armed
Wit' ya, my soul changin' the climate

Your bitch give you problems
Mine your head, shawty , bring them packs back
We blow optometrist
Empty out them backpacks, dump it on top of this bed
Squinch a glimpse of abstracts

Diluted with a drop that I bled
Fuck I'm gone buy me buy me a watch full of diamonds
For of these heifers choosin
I spot her and got her and caught me a body

Inducted in steppers communion
N****s done felt the contusion
All that confusion'll get you fucked up
N****s don't know what to doin' and shit till

Lil' Louis dropped his nuts, bruh
Keep yo' goofy ass, over there I'm countin' up money my
Lil' whoop-de-whoop, with long-haired be acting
Too fun and guess she won't hundreds

But I ain't got time to ponder on Punanni
I'd rather hide inside and who find me
Know I got diamonds dancin' like Ronnie
You lost your passion, though, now come find me

I'm really that, n***a
Man, when I pop my shit, I'm talkin' all my shit
N****s be like, damn, I'm doin' too much, alright
Alright

Well, I came in and whooped you n****s ass with this beat, though
Shit