Pink Monty

Walk in the crib with FN's, and AR's
Pink Monty be the mix
You know these niggas always jeffin'
They ain't never took a trip
Can peep a snake from down the way
Can see that nigga thru the tint
Tell me how is you a trapper?
You ain't never moved a brick

Steady talking bout' the road
But you can't even up a strip
I'm convinced you not a trapper
I can't even catch a scent
You don't even own a scale
So niggas really serving hit
Catch you thru that backdoor
You know you gotta build suspense
Junkies lining by the door
I know they chasing for a hit
All these quote on quote killers
You ain't never took a hit
Walk downs and alley oops
You never had to pull a skit
Caught him sleeping with a bitch
Guess he was thinking with his dick
I'm with a redbone bitch
She Five-Six, and tote sticks
She be playing with her nose
The way that bitch be eating dick
Yeah it's ironic he be giving passes
But don't get assists
I should've bet the under over
Other words you just a bitch
Really pressure on the go
Can really put you on the floor
So what I'm saying is
I call it in and you gone touch the floor
An overload, he ain't a CPU
But froze up, get him gone
Pink runts and lava cake
We really having all the loads
Don't give a fuck about a gun
Don't get tapped I know the lo
Can have some sweepers hit the street
And clean that whole block you on
I saw a nigga black and white
That nigga knowing that he told
But still be talking like a gangsta
It be crazy how it go
I know the rules, the streets ain't got a code
I never heard a nigga win
And beat the streets
You meet the feds or you a ghost
You gotta play the hand that's dealt
You backstab, yeah you a hoe
Can send a nigga down south and I ain't put him on a boat
I heard he dropped like 6 feet
Them niggas still making tweets
He got left on the East
I guess he thought that shit was sweet
Niggas lame, heard you dropped a chain
But got nowhere to sleep
Put a price on yo head and make it hard for you to sleep
Collecting all the debt
If you ain't got it talk is cheap
You ain't never took a risk
So you don't understand the feat
They put that nigga down like he ate too many treats
You tricked off on that bitch
Niggas mad it wasn't me
Them niggas down bad
They can't even pay the lease
I dare a nigga try to play
I'll be the last one you see
These niggas looking lost
Like they ain't got nowhere to be
I see that run slowed down
And niggas begging for some cheese
So once you pick a side
You gotta know it's hunting season
Get yo bitch off my line
She keep sending me her cleavage
I can't make the rules
I just follow for a reason, you an Instagram thug
But you be purping like a demon
Bitch I know the real
I wish yo moms ate the semen
I see em out in person
They gone tuck it, Willie Beamen