Goin Bonkers

[Intro]
Ay these niggas say they on my head, but they really not
I don't pay for shit, swipe swipe like De’Aaron Fox
Crazy niggas in my own circle want me in a box
Nigga you my brother, bitch you got what I got

[Verse 1]
I'm tired of niggas out here and all these changing the genders
Not Wesley Snipes whip out this bass like snickers, like a blender
And I'm a cool ass nigga but I still got me a temper
Glock 32 hit him far away bitch I got gym range
Feel stupid as fuck just spent 600 on some slippers
Just to pull up on yo bitch at night and stick her
You ain’t been acting like yourself, bro get a Snickers
Yea I'm a dog but I'm still not finna lick her
Ain't talking money bitch don't call my phone, don't even bother
In LA covered in them blues I feel like I'm a Dodger
Ay look at life just like kickball, she wanna choose my stopper
Tell me how the fuck you put yo trust inside a bopper
Ay ding dong ditch we in yo shit like YG, Meet The Flockers
Did it on my own, DeAndre Hop I never had a sponsor
Everyday I'm with them rough riders but ain’t been to yonkers
When they free D1 and [?] we goin’ bonkers

[Verse 2]
I might just mix the Dior with Supreme
Rest In Peace Kobe, I sip purple don't sip green
And I’m not a chiropractor but make her feel it in her spleen
And it's hard to fit these .50 bullets out these skinny jeans
Ay this sound like that church music
Nah nigga this that hearse music
Nah better yet that snatch it out her purse music
This nigga gun like a condom, he ain't gon' use it
Boy these niggas like my sons, is you niggas kidding me
And I ain’t raise em yet, but bitch I'm finna be
Oh that lil ass love you think you offending me?
Pillow talking to them bitches, boy you just a simp to me
I'm a legend but a nigga name not Will Smith
If you love her better tuck her, my money talk like I'm Chris
And I'm drunk off booze they ask me questions I might plead the 5th
And just cause I say I got a stick don't mean I'm finna shift
Better open up yo eyes and realize that I'm a gift
Tomorrow i might spend yo yearly salary up in Saks Fifth

[Outro]
Like is yo name Madame, all you talk is wax shit
Like is them teeth up in yo mouth real or is them caps bitch
That ain't gelato in yo blunt, boy that's that car piss
Tom and Jerry bitch I'm Tom, I don't do that rat shit
When you mention my name you better speak facts bitch
Cause just because I rap don't mean I be on rap shit