Laughed To Myself

[Verse 1]
Tough luck for a nigga tryna rob me
I'm a hothead, nigga, don't stop me
I stay by myself and my uh-uh
Can't let a nigga kill me, sorry
Fake ass, fake tits, she a Barbie
Ho, I'm busy getting money, don't call me
Young nigga, I was tryna sell pounds
Had to start with an O like Omari
He don't respect me, make him respect me
No pressure, I'll slide when I'm ready
Said I won't drop it, I told him to bet me
I dropped a bag on his head, now he dead meat
I hit your girl, you can ask 'cause she let me
I bust a nut and it got on your bedsheet
I lose my mind when I'm mad, don't upset me
I cross the border, no charges prevent me

[Pre-Chorus]
Haha, you hit a lick 'cause you thought it was cool
I hit a lick, I ain't tell no one 'bout it
Just ran up my money and dropped out of school
Haha, sorry not sorry, can't hang with no sorry ho
I collect chips on the road like I'm Mario
Shooter retired, he got the most bodies though

[Chorus]
In the pot where my hands be, knees where my pants be
Agent try and book me, but the cops tryna ban me
Glock in my fanny, trip to Miami
My hoes see me ball, they wanna stunt like they daddy, ooh
Big bro don't do no typing, he gon' shoot
Yeah, I'm guilty, but the cops don't got a clue
Two weeks later at the function on the news
I shook the mayor's hand and laughed to myself

[Verse 2]
Coolin' it (Gang)
If I'm in the sprinter, the crew in it (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
If I see an opp, I'm losing it
Ain't gonna lie, when I'm high, I do stupid shit (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
That nigga ran off his block
Tryna find a new hood, he a fugitive
I lose my mind out of nowhere
Don't look deep in my eyes, I'm a lunatic
But she like the gold on my teeth (Wow)
She say I'm too real I agree (Wow)
Bitch, I always get my revenge (Wow)
I'm a hard nigga to beat (Wow)
I'm in the trap with a ho (Yeah)
She wanna suck me to sleep (Ooh)
I try not to be disrespectful
But bitch, you annoying me, leave

[Pre-Chorus]
I heard they was looking for me, I ain't hiding
I'm still posted up in the same spot
If we get the drop on your ass, the last thing you gon' see is a Glock and a red dot
That boy been a ho for forever, he ain't really crazy, he just like to talk lots
Heard my niggas aimed for his leg, but his ass tried to duck, and got hit with a headshot

[Chorus]
In-in the pot where my hands be, knees where my pants be
Agent try and book me, but the cops tryna ban me
Glock in my fanny, trip to Miami
My hoes see me ball, they wanna stunt like they daddy, ooh
Big bro don't do no typing, he gon' shoot
Yeah, I'm guilty, but the cops don't got a clue
Two weeks later at the function on the news
I shook the mayor's hand and laughed to myself

[Outro]
Haha, haha, haha, haha
Haha, haha, haha, haha
Haha, haha, haha, haha