Old Lady Purse

[Intro]
Hm, hm
(I got lil'— I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker)
My shooter pull up with— (Huh)

[Verse 1]
My shooter pull up with big gun (Huh)
Geeked up, I'm looking like I'm from Taiwan (Huh)
Come to the trap, dope frying (Huh)
He stand on the block, he like Zion (Huh)
Trap house, there go the feds, watch out (Watch out)
Trap house, we got a Drac' in the couch (Ah, ah)
Freak slut, I put two Xans in her mouth (Uh)
I see police, put the Xans in her pouch (Ugh)
I see codeine when I'm going to piss (Wha)
He not a shooter, he blow it and miss (Uh)
I'm [?] when I'm on the Tris (Wha)
Shoot the hood up when they frying fish

[Chorus]
Poured four lines, man, no signs I'm sick (Wha)
All black, we finna slide, fitted (Wha)
These Michael Jordan's, ain't buying Rick (Wha)
My shooter do Percs, when he find, he get you (Wha)
No you ain't gang, no, our sides don't clique
High as fuck, I took two Percs, shit (Haha)
Hundred mag shit, gotta work the blick
Freak hoe, lift up her skirt, and hit (Ugh)
Percocet, reason I'm swerving (Wha, uh)
Hop out, and we put on turban (Uh)
See police, it make me nervous (Uh)
Before we hit lick, we rehearse (Uh)
When I go to sleep, I be cursed (Uh)
Mom beat our ass when we cursed (Uh)
Demon, he thieving in church (Uh)
I take an old lady purse (Uh, haha)

[Verse 2]
Trap house, feeling like Rodrick (Damn)
Took out the 'shrooms, ain't gon' cap, I hate it (Haha)
When I go up, make the projects gated (Haha)
Two of the pills, what I took, I'm faded (Haha)
I told my mama, "A G.O.A.T creator"
Tell the young nigga, "My turn, I waited" (Uh)
My nigga pull up in black truck (Black truck, uh)
Striker, he crank the 'Cat up (Haha, 'Cat up, the 'Cat up, 'Cat up)

[Verse 3]
Uh, 3.5, roll up the backwood (Uh)
You not tough, nigga, just act good
You got shot up? Don't go back to that hood
This exotic tree, pull out a fat nug' (Wha)
And that freak gon' suck me in that bathtub (Ugh)
And that pussy stink, she need a cat scrub (Ugh)

[Chorus]
Poured four lines, man, no signs I'm sick
All black, we finna slide, fitted (Uh)
These Michael Jordan's, ain't buying Rick (Uh)
My shooter do Percs, when he find, he get you (Uh)
No you ain't gang, no, our sides don't clique (Wha, uh)
High as fuck, I took two Percs, shit (Wha)
Hundred mag shit, gotta work the blick (Wha?)
Freak hoe, lift up her skirt, and hit (Wha)
Percocet, reason I'm swerving (Uh)
Hop out, and we put on turban (Uh)
See police, it make me nervous (Uh)
Before we hit lick, we rehearse (Uh)
When I go to sleep, I be cursed (Uh)
Mom beat our ass when we cursed (Uh)
Demon, he thieving in church (Uh)
I take an old lady purse (Haha, haha, ha)