I Ain’t The One 2.0

[Verse 1]
Hella man talk wicked and violent no hyping when my guys come through
And I still pop doors on Bello, like hello, boy don't move
I seen man run, trip up and turn soup
Huh, how can I beef these youts
Shotty, bruck that, my slime my bruce
You say you're on bro best get me too
Huh, and we done bored up hmmm, hmmm and times 2
And I still try put him in my zoot
Hop out, grab man, splash man then move
Fuck a gun lean, gun lean, we shoot
Flick it, flick it, back it push through
Huh, Imma evil yout
Hella verbal pussy boy love chat
You only see man gun lean on tracks
I beg man hop out, gun lean and slap
How you get robbed then go and make tracks
Huh, fuck, could never be Sanch
Stupid fucking deluded fag
I'm the king let's hashtag facts
Send for me imma send right back
Push your wig, haha khalas
I'm a beast, monster in fact
They say I'm broke but these pockets fat
They say I'm rough, see man do the dash
They say I steal flows, but I got flows that these pricks don't have
And they say I'm cocky, hell yeah I'm the man
Your girl love S, fuck me, she's a fan
Off it, quint it shorty move stacks
Rise it, quint it, drop low pallance
Go up on tip toe, huh man balance
Rise it up quick make me throw hands
Sloppy sloppy, oh gyal you mad
But wait, hah, huh, lemme just start talking reckless
No nigga could ever take my neckless
If you do imma just aim where your chest is
Big 15 leave a young nigga resting
Huh, little nigga we ain't wrestling
They say I'm moist because I dance and I flick it, flick it if I back it, back it you're pissed
Lemme tell them why I onsight quick
Jump out of whips see them boy dip
They say theyre on me, oh my what a myth
Free my broski, broski too sick
And when he lands road them boy there pissed
Huh, ay akh are you listening, please listen free A out the prison
Told bro don't worry about them
Hella man been juiced fuck that turn victim
Turn victim, done sauced mans face for the dissing
Insert and twist it, man twist it then pull up and rip it

[Interlude]
Niggas know
Best believe we want all the smoke this season
Niggas know we ain't fucking no more
All the gossip, stop it
Huh, I'm done with you goofy ass niggas man
But hear what, fucking kings back, believe me

[Verse 2]
Man know that I'm back on a mad ting, it's a mad ting if I switch up quick
No more ramping, ramping get dipped
I step with long one 24's no flick
Back it, ching chow, get bored, get fished
Free my broski, broski too sick
Them boy talk nuff, porkies just shit
They say I've been touched, not me they're skits
Man know that I'm back on a mad ting, it's a mad ting if I switch up quick
No more ramping, ramping get dipped
I step with long one 24's no flick
Back it, ching chow, get bored, get fished
Free my broski, broski too sick
Them boy talk nuff, porkies just shit
They say I've been touched, not me they're skits