DYCKMAN (tripping.)

[Intro]
Yeah, heyyy
(laugh)
(I love you Kxvi) (Inhales, exhales smoke)
Still in the kitchen with it nigga
(Pour that shit up Trvpyyy)

[Verse 1]
Roaches in the hall, roaches in the room
Rats in the kitchen, rats in the room
Grew up nigga now, gas what I smoke
Grew up nigga, I ain't going back to broke
I was 15 when I got a drum
I was 15 when I did em drugs
I ain't sippin lean or poppin percocets
Give me one and I'm back to super threat
Hit ya bitch with some super sex
I can rap that's a super flex
I can catch up to myself
Pass your bitch, I'll pass her to myself
Act a monster when I'm in the hood
Laid back cause I know I'm good
Been here and back to the moon
Tell your bitch that we going soon
Lil shorty pull up to the room
If you ready to be with a God
I ain't dying cause I'm living now
And I'm living now, which is kinda odd
Going off while you kind of nod
Too much smoke, I ain't trynna cough
Niggas talking to me about this liquor
I ain't drinking til I see some strippers

[Hook]
Where do I start?
My cupping is double
Let the bass knock
I won’t knock your hustle
But when I make it
You niggas in trouble
Float on the block
Still out in dyckman I’m fucking these thots
Drinking on pints, counting the Guap
Act like you bout it my homies got Glocks
I am a star, for me you get shot

[Bridge]
Yeah..
For me you get shot lil bitch
Lil nigga
Nigga fuck you talking bout... Aye
Yeah..
Let the bass knock for me you get s...
Ooh..
Back in it..

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Ain’t sippin on red no more don’t care
Nigga had to mack out, blew her back out, pull her tracks out and I saw it was no hair..
Smoke everyday like I got to..
You ain’t even valid, who brought you?
Bitch act dumb, who taught you?
I know no real nigga caught you..
Been out my mind on acid
Realized this shit done happened
Rain pouring outside while I smoke in the cut like what if this shit just vanished
Said she my bitch she cappin
Nigga be quiet he rappin
Shit got hard like trapping
And you niggas mad soft like napkins
Said I ain’t shit, what happened?
Said I ain’t lit, you cappin
Still in the city with gangstas
Barely got any on cameras
And my G want me geeked off the percs and the lean
Been a minute since I touched that Fanta
Rather move safely have it on safety
Been a minute since I touched that hammer
HAA

[Hook]
Where do I start?
My cupping is double
Let the bass knock
I won’t knock your hustle
But when I make it
You niggas in trouble
Float on the block
Still out in dyckman I’m fucking these thots
Drinking on pints, counting the Guap
Act like you bout it my homies got Glocks
I am a star, for me you get shot x2