Duffle

[Intro]
Knock you niggas dick in the dirt
Lambos, Raris, all that shit
Mclarens, Bentleys, Rolls Royce, all that shit
And I'm left writing my shit when I'm high on pills
That shit broke off

[Verse]
She suck my dick with her eyes closed, like she blindfold
Laffy Taffy VVS's look like rainbows
Niggas wear the same clothes, bitch I changed those
Fifty thousand engine on a thousand, fuck a Range Rover
Shout out to my plug, send me bricks on a banana boat
Shout out to your ho, kiss my shit with no camel toe
Designer for my fashion, I look fly but I ain't matchin tho
Smokin' gas out this opp pack, come and match it ho
You don't duck then you fucked, off wit' yo fuckin' head
She ain't suckin dick, then might off wit' her fuckin' head
Tell the waiter bring me some cheese wit' a side of bread
I ran up my check like Ben Frank come early
Lambo' and Ferrari, though it's a spiderweb
You think you a shooter? Don't get killed like cornbread
Balmain filled with blue cheese cause I'm born fed
White bitch called, wanna hit, gimme noodle heads
Gucci shoes on my feet, bitch you got on Pro-Keds
We shoot to kill bitch, we aim at foreheads
Pilot in my trap house, I ain't had no bed
Rap beef, meet me in the skreets we gon' bump heads
Stomp you in some Christian Loubs, leave you with a red head
Niggas sleep on me but I'm on top like a bunk bed
Put your mouth to use, suck it loose like it's superhead
Chopper number two, don't get filled wit' a bunch of lead
I give foenem that green light
Don't be surprised if somebody die tonight
If I want a nigga dead, I might kill 'em by myself
Sneak dissin me', you dead boy that's bad for your health
Never shoot for a nigga who won't shoot for himself
First 48, get in that room and tell on yourself
Unlimited Gucci shoes, stack 'em tall on the shelf
Bitch you doing too much, girl don't flood on yourself
I'm a rich nigga bitch, I take care of myself
D-d-d-do it by my lonely, I know I won't tell on myself
Gun on my belt, swimming in some pussy, Michael Phelps
Better call for help if don't wanna feel what he felt
Bullets make you melt, better play the cards you was dealt
I get that money and I spend that shit real fast
I'm tryna nut so I fucked that bitch real fast
My bitch thick as hell, she ain't got no real ass
A hunnid racks in the stash and it's real cash
I'm seein' dead bodies, I just had a back flash
Black gloves, black fit wit' the black mask
Big black .45 for yo black ass
We heard you dissin' in em songs wit' yo wack ass
I make her roll her own weed, bitch I don't pass
I'm on my way to get that cheese, I'm a rufflehead
Don't make me drop a bag on your dome, I'm a duffle head