Aftermath

[Intro]
All this fuck shit man T don' fuck up man I'm droppin 12 mixtapes a year
You know how I'm rockin man, Gang Bitch

[Hook]
Got white like Eminem where yo aftermath?
After math class I do chemistry with the fuckin Thrax
Went business I'm getting money and countin' bands my fingers cramped
Said fuck school but I'm getting a master's degree in countin' bands
Told the dean I'm droppin out and then I dropped a bag
I told him catch me on the TV or on On Demand
Gotta turn up I dont expect yo ass to understand
I put two horns up at your head you like a fuckin Ram
He keep them 20's in his pocket call'em instagram

[Verse]
Youngest pull up in forgi's
He say he got plugs around the town but ain't get no money
Say he got thots, he got rocks
Say he out here on plots, he be out here on blocks
Trying to flip all the guap
Trying to flip all his profit
He said he don't but he got it
Man yo bro is a hoe he prolly wearing nail polish
I'm smokin chronic it's toxic
I'm on it just like blue bonnet
You talkin crazy out ya mouth then we go all in ya pockets
Got pipes got pints, two left hands I can't right
Cause i dont write, ion write leave you lefty in the night
I like to roll like dice
My bitch mean she ain't nice aight
And I got this choppa turn yo car into a bike

[Hook]