Jaws

[Intro]
I'm in here, ahh
Like (My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
My nigga Lee done did this shit again, so I'm finna do it again with him
It's like
I wish I could rap right here, though
But it's takin' too long
It's all good, though
Come on
'Cause I can't even, it's like, huh

[Verse]
I wish I could make a beat, but I ain't got no rhythm, hmm
I can still cook up dope when I ain't got no kitchen
Hmm, my problem ain't the pape' no more, but that's not to mention
Bitch say she down to hit the road, I got a proposition
Huh, I'll show my face wherever, fuck the opposition
Fuck with these niggas on, bitch, I'm my only competition
It's always paper to be made, I don't got time for chillin'
How much it cost? I swear I paid for you to stop the bitchin'
Huh, my motion real, bitch, I'd never cut my ringer off
Huh, I can't be cold, so I'd never take my heater off
Huh, he said he want some smoke with me, I think he breathin' dog
Huh, I told her, "Don't just give me cooch, I want the sheets and all"
Huh, I told the bitch she don't need 'em, she tried to bring some drawers
Huh, I fucked her good then disappeared, she goin' through me withdrawls
Just checked my phone, I had five messages and three missed calls
She said, "I'll give you my whole mouth, just let me keep the drawers"
If I got on all black, I'm tryna slide, bitch, I ain't tryna rap
The bricks I'm with I like, she better not ask me where no condom at
The ash you got mines, you wanna own it, you could buy a bag
Her head all of that that pussy make, I need a slice of that
Huh, every dollar you took a risk to get, I got it rappin'
Hmm, and my phone still be slappin', I wear my diamonds trappin'
Huh, they need to vote for Trump again, my nigga Donald active
Huh, he might not give one fuck 'bout us, but in and out them [?]
I just watched my brother tuck three hundred racks
I miss my brother call, he died on me, can't call my brother back
Huh, feel like nobody loved me, so I hugged the strap
I wasn't fuckin' with what the plug gave me, so I brung it back
Hmm, I done made the most money off of white dudes
They played my shit at MSU, I get the white views
Huh, you do not got Pro Tools, you got light tools
You do not buy pints of drank, boy, you buy two
Bitch gave all her kids up, she need some Tide too
We sell more than cheesecakes, bitch, we got pies too
Huh, this bitch came my type of height, she only 5'2"
Huh, you watch them still you gettin' killed, you gotta die too

[Outro]
Come on
Real Money Counter, MINE shit, nigga
It's Thirty