Aw Shit

[Intro]
(DY Krazy)
Back then, wasn't on my dick, now all of a sudden, they need a dollar
Already hit that pussy, why the fuck would I hit her phone? No, I don't really need to call her
Took off the rocks when I parked my car, can't get no fees up off me
Keep a big-ass blick for an opp tryna earn some stain, can't get no B's up off me

[Chorus]
Aw shit
I already told that bitch that shit O-V, she callin'
Nigga can't wait to see us off the court, we ballin'
This rappin' shit don't work, a nigga still got dog shit
It be the small shit
Just tryna suck my tip, bitch, eat it all, bitch
Bitch, I'm a grown-ass man, when you suck, don't forget the balls, bitch
Really on some young-nigga shit, I'm ridin' 'round in that 'Hawk, bitch

[Verse 1]
Niggas sour, mustard, no, they can't catch up with 'em
Get busy with that rappin' and the streets, they know they can't fuck with 'em
Keep clappin' opps like back to back, this shit here ain't luck, nigga
Droppin' salt on a nigga name 'cause his bitch told him he can't fuck, nigga
Ma dukes said keep gun close, stay away from fuck niggas
Killed they partner, spin again at the candlelight, no, we don't give a fuck, nigga
Buck on all these other niggas, see us, I bet he give it up, nigga
Went on Live, said fuck the gang, when it's up, you better know it's stuck, nigga
He gon' tell, I cannot run with him
See us hop out, you better run, nigga
Know we smack shit just for fun, nigga
Scared to pop out, ain't got no gun, nigga
Tired of your boyfriend, come and run with us
She left 'cause he ain't got no funds with him
Start dissin' 'cause I took his bitch and saw Popeye and now he done with 'em

[Chorus]
Aw shit
I already told that bitch that shit O-V, she callin'
Nigga can't wait to see us off the court, we ballin'
This rappin' shit don't work, a nigga still got dog shit
It be the small shit
Just tryna suck my tip, bitch, eat it all, bitch
Bitch, I'm a grown-ass man, when you suck, don't forget the balls, bitch
Really on some young-nigga shit, I'm ridin' 'round in that 'Hawk, bitch

[Verse 2]
Huh, how much longer we got to go? Huh
Nigga run out of time, we up hella bodies on the score, huh
Fuck with a ho last week, we was just vibin', not no more
He a rat, he told, they vouchin' like he solid, not no more, huh
Me and the bro done went through hell, we ain't dyin' about no ho
I ain't dyin' 'bout a bitch that I know for sure ain't ridin', I'm dyin' for bro
I play for this shit, bitch, I'm my own pilot, let's fire the coach
Tryna cap to the 'net like she a homebody, bitch drive the boat
Come fuck with a smacker, I know you tired of pussy niggas
R be by himself, but he ain't lackin', you know he got that whippin' with him
Just served his partner, his blick gone because he took it with him
On some crash shit, you can call me a bitch, homie, but I ain't rookie with 'em

[Chorus]
Aw shit
I already told that bitch that shit O-V, she callin'
Nigga can't wait to see us off the court, we ballin'
This rappin' shit don't work, a nigga still got dog shit
It be the small shit
Just tryna suck my tip, bitch, eat it all, bitch
Bitch, I'm a grown-ass man, when you suck, don't forget the balls, bitch
Been on some young-nigga shit, I'm ridin' 'round in that 'Hawk, bitch