Forty’s nigga

[Verse 1: Lil Fungus]
I told her, “I got the chips if you got the dip.”
She said when I dip, that I better be equipped
And keep my hand on her hips…
You ain’t a gangsta, you a bitch with a beat
Flows that go against the grain with a story so compellin’
I should mind The People’s Court, snatch the mic from Doug Llewellyn
Nigga this is personal, you can’t get no whiff of this
I rolled this shit myself and Imma smoke it til the end of it
Some people learn from mistakes and don’t repeat them
Others try to block the memories and just delete them
But I keep ‘em as a reminder they’re not killing me
And I thank God for teaching me humility
Son, remember when you fight to be free
To see things how they are and not how you like em to be
Cause even when the world is falling on top of me
Pessimism is an emotion, not a philosophy
Knowing what’s wrong doesn’t imply that you right
And it’s another when you suffer to apply it in life
But I’m no rookie…
And I’m never gonna make the same mistake twice, pussy
When I die, bury me butt naked and face down in the grass
So I can fuck the world while y’all kiss my ass
Dyin’ ain’t the shit, but it’s pleasant
There are few things that’s forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
We got hookers with heaters that’ll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
I had to travel light speed to dodge that black cloud
Rainin’ on my parade
Sun shinin’ but there ain’t enough shade

[Interlude: Damjonboi]
Yeah
Whoop
Bitch
Damjonboi
MJ ok 30 quick

[Verse 2: Damjonboi]
Pop up with the little dreads neck look like a glacier
Bitch, have you lost your fucking mind
You had your turn for a little minute now its mine
It's funny how I turned the city up without trying
Last year I was broke ain't nobody have shit to say
Now I got a buzz and everybody wanna hate
They never liked me anyway, Fuck em all they gotta pay
Do em up close with the Dra, have that bitch singing like Faith
Everybody got killa in they blunts
Pass around Gelato, 41 and Runtz
There's levels to this shit, I'ma keep charging up like Goku (Bitch)
In another state with my bitch eating tofu (Bitch)
I been putting on for the zone like I'm supposed to (7 Mile)
Dirty nigga speaking on me, I don't even know you (Fuck y'all niggas)
This rap shit a maze, imagine what I gotta go through (For real)
You my son, nigga, I ain't gon' kill you, I'ma choke you
Had to calm blood down, he really wanna smoke you
When you and your bitch beefin', I'm the nigga that she go to
Brody say he got an eight for me, tell him bring it here
Niggas claimin' hoods they ain't from, man, you niggas weird, Jesus
Good ice from Hutch look like freezer
Get the bag, spent the dough, wood full of Piccolo
Hmm, bitch, don't play with us
Fuck the club up two months straight, I can't make this up
Fell asleep in the VIP, still ain't spill my cup
New money, this shit fresh as fuck, I'm getting paper cuts
Bending corners in a foreign with my favorite slut
Got a lil' buzz, my bitch say I'm acting fake as fuck
I'm in a 'Cat, you in a Scat', you tryna race or what? (Let's get it)
He think he fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my cup
Got a couple hoes on my list but they ain't make the cut (Nope)
I really wanna leave Detroit but I think I'm stuck (No cap)
We ain't even make it to the crib, she fucked me in the truck (No cap)
She bad as hell with good L's, really, that's a plus
On some real, all my opps dead, so who I'm beefin' with?
Niggas tried to rob, almost died 'cause he ain't see that stick
Shout out to Vallejo 'cause I really wanna be legit
Wake up with a chopper, really that's who I been sleepin' with
Niggas say I'm actin' Hollywood, tell 'em eat a dick
Section full of hoes, I'm tryna find out who I'm leaving with (No cap)