George Floyd

[Chrous]
I told my brother don't go back to jail
Screaming fuck 12, R.I.P. George Floyd
Beat her pussy up, Mayweather Floyd
I'm not evil, I feel like Lloyd
I told 'em, "Damn, nigga, bring them toys"
And you know they come with a lot of noise
My neighbors asked me could I bring down the noise
On the block and I'm running from boys
When I say boys, I'm talkin' bout 12
'Cause why would I run from a nigga that's twelve?
R.I.P. my Nana, she told me go to hell
She had a dream that I got outta jail
And the week after that, nigga, she was gone

[Verse]
That boy on trash, tell that nigga go
I was with Alex smokin' on strong
Hit from the back and make her say woah
I got that pack, boy, I got a load
My pockets so fat, I know that they swole
I got a pinky ring and it's gold
She said, "Damn, look at your earlobes"
Bitch, how the fuck I'ma look at my own ears?
I lost my Nana and I really dropped tears
God the only man that I fear
She gone, but I know she still right here
Had to cut some niggas off, 'cause I know they weird
Trappin' ain't dead, you know the trappin' ain't dead
Your nigga gone, he dead
I want the nigga gone, bring me his head
That bitch gon' open her legs
Fuckin' that bitch, I won't break a sweat
I want some pills, where the Perkies at?
I fell in love with them Percocets

[Chrous]
I told my brother don't go back to jail
Screaming fuck 12, R.I.P. George Floyd
Beat her pussy up, Mayweather Floyd
I'm not evil, I feel like Lloyd
I told 'em, "Damn, nigga, bring them toys"
And you know they come with a lot of noise
My neighbors asked me could I bring down the noise
On the block and I'm running from boys
When I say boys, I'm talkin' bout 12
'Cause why would I run from a nigga that's twelve?
R.I.P. my Nana, she told me go to hell
She had a dream that I got outta jail
And the week after that, nigga, she was gone