Aey

[Intro]
(This is a YP exclu-clusive)
(Energy made this one)
No cap nigga, I'm-
I'm really in this bitch [?] sippin' on like codeine right now, look
Nigga on God right now this shi' look like codeine, look

[Verse]
My nigga just caught a opp
And he say he finna kill him
Nigga stop flexin' at stores
Man we know that it's a rental
[?] drum with a Glock
It sound like instrumental
And yeah, nigga is runnin' his mouth too much
So he got hit in his temple
Ridin' 'round LA with big body
And with a Mac
Every time I check my phone
A new nigga gettin' whacked
I just made like ten bands
Count it up, in a track
XD get to bustin', yeah
He runnin' like he in track
My niggas love fast cars
So you know they in them Tracks
What nigga? Or them 'Cats nigga?
Wait hold on, wait
And them Scats nigga?
And I'm in LA with gang
Put 'em on my back nigga
And I swear to God
I don't really fuck with these rap niggas
Caught him by surprise
Now that nigga in the atmosphere
My bitch ass so fat and so round
Like a damn sphere
Yo' ho finna eat the whole gang nigga
Soon as she get here
This ho gettin' on my nerves
I swear she need Jesus
I pour like six lines up
In a damn one liter
I just made like six racks, sippin' drop
Like I got fever
Blue just scored some Wock'
He finna put it in the freezer
That ho, she give good head
But I swear that she a keeper
My niggas, they take lives like
That nigga, he the reaper
Aye, my white nigga, he keep cash
And he look like Slim Jesus
I can't do nun' for this ho
I swear to God that she need Jesus
Two Glocks on me, run up like that ho
But my name [?]
Jozizzy, he just scored some drank
And it got me cheesin'
Pour up Wock' in pineapple Fanta
Shit look like the Lakers
That pint that you sippin' on
Ain't sealed, boy you crazy
How the fuck, you ain't got no racks?
Man these niggas, they lazy
That my white ho, she do coke
Would've thought this was the 80's
And my white ho
Kickin' shit with my new ho, she asian
Me and Terry in them coupes
On the freeway, speed racin'
Free lil' Will, that's my nigga, yeah
He incarcerated
Hit yo' whip, with them bullets nigga
This shit can get crazy
It's a switch, on the Glock nigga
Yeah, shit is crazy
And yo' ho, throwin' tricks on dick
That ho so R Rated
Niggas lame, tryna steal some swag
Boy, you so outdated
In a Track', bro he got a 'Cat
Yeah, we finna race 'em
And her nigga think I'm the shit
Feel like I'm overrated
Got the drop, from yo' ho nigga
This shit so crazy
In the O, with my loc nigga
And we smokin' eighthy
I fucked yo' ho, and you know nigga
And it's to yo' baby
And I love all my hoes
I'ma give them hoes babies
All my locals, they some hoes
And they really think I made it
All my niggas know they role
Now our house real spacious
Nigga, we was on the road
Left his face on the pavement
I switch hoes just like clothes
I swear this shit feel amazin'
And my niggas ran off on the plug
I think he was Jamaican
And my nigga yeah, he move the pot
I'm like boy, what you makin'
And my nigga he just move the dog food
And some cat
You ain't suckin' dick, bitch
Then you gotta skate
I'm in LA eatin' lobster nigga
Hundred dollar plates