Listerine

Ok
You gon need Freeman Injury Law when I’m done wit y’all
Yeah he think he lucky but he had a slip and fall
I just keep on balling til I’m famous in the halls
Keep the heat front seat put some bullets in yo jaw

All my thotties loose
Yeah I’m fucking all these hoes
I don’t like to pick and choose
So yo ho on go
Pussy tighter than a noose
Now yo bitch gimme more
Switch up my clothes
Then I fuck another ho
Bags of the dough like a fucking grocery store
Rob a nigga's house then that bitch foreclosed
Ak-47 red beam to the nose
Still fucking his thottie and he don’t even know
Ar 15 clean the streets like Listerine
Then I fucking sweep
Up the block with a shotty
Mr T on me gleam
Chains swangin like a dream
Catching bodies R.I.P
My wrist dripping ice cream
That nigga wanna get wet
That nigga wanna have 33 shots in the chest
I do not like to be pressed
But I will dump the whole clip and won’t even be stressed
He tried to write me a check
And If it bounce I will put a bullet in his neck
Now he be trying to jet
But that’s okay because I don’t forgive or forget