Put Um On The Wall

I'm about to get ratchet in this bitch Pull out a ratchet in this hoe I'm already hype in this hoe I'm ready Aye Aye Stop asking what's my real name Bitch I told you Geno Keep my shit concealed So you can never see what I'm on Sleeping if you want to Push yo top back like a futon Off a couple times light switch But now I'm back on Damn Smoov been snapping Not because the songs I snap on Heard about Buff Gang And how we get the pack gone Niggas that we stepped on Bitches we sent back home Trill told me pop my shit It's time that I drop something Never did no sucker shit snitch or had to run You know how I'm coming The outcome is income Niggas wanna pop smoke Ok it's time to get the gun See me in the back with the wood And they don't want nun Hot boy 500 degrees I need a hot girl that'll can do what I need Section 8 crib let me stash 10 P's Baby daddy was a lame so she working for me It's about time bitch I want it all Never bite the hand that'll feed you Or you will starve Never thought I would see a bitch Come up out my dog Still love em like a bro But I wanna give him the paws Had to cut him off I'll knock Him out if we fought We getting money over here And ain't no pussy in my dogs Niggas in their feelings tell them Jump like frogs Got drip to my left he'll put em on the wall Writing on the wall rumors and all See they ass in person they say nothing all Talking bout situations They don't wanna get involved Keep them kids off the streets And keep that pussy off the curb Bitch aye Stop playing bitch Puszy hoe Stop playing man