Slut

I just wanted to let you know that I miss you But I still think about you a lot Do you think about me Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, Fuck a slut Like what's up? Hit me up I'm tryna get in the guts Tryna go and beat it up Give the pussy up uppercuts I'mma keep fuckin' this shit ain't enough I done got so many racks, Bitch I can buy you whatever you want I done turned up to the max All of these pussies don't know what I'm on Hoe I'm tryna get them plaques Bitch, I'ma turn up on every lil song Bitch, I'm tweakin' all these packs So many pills don't know what I'm on All these drugs ain't got me rollin This shit just so potent I'm only takin' the scripts, pop me a addy wake up in the morning Pop it again and I'm boutta zone in Ingo be that nigga, ain't nobody cloning You say that I'm not, then I gotta show them You be the opener, I be the closin' (Closing) Bitch, I'm rockin' Rick I wanna fuck a bad hoe, so I Fuck my bitch Bitch, I'm poppin' shit My bitch is not normal, she got exotic lips She got exotic top Cut in the lane, and I'm dunking the rock (Yuh) You is not getting a shot Go for a layup and you gettin' blocked (Pussy) Me and bro post on the block You gon get plucked if you my fuckin' opp (Yeah) Brodie was toting the hot, I want a 30, on 45 Glocks (Fah,Fah) (Yea,Yea) I went at 30 on all the sticks I like Glocks, my bitch got a sig You don't believe me, you don't wanna see it That shit fed, not takin' a pic Pull up to the show, i'm takin' a trip I been rollin' off addy, it's makin' me sick Gotta keep this shit rollin', I'm always be lit I like gettin' fried, just off the za Can't feel shit, this shit so bizarre I still remember not havin' a car I had to turn up, I had to go ball Don't give a fuck if i'm breakin' the law You better duck, If you joining the war I'm takin' all the money and drugs You better trust whoever you fuck (Watch that backdoor) Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, Fuck a slut Like what's up? Hit me up I'm tryna get in the guts Tryna go and beat it up Give the pussy up uppercuts I'mma keep fuckin' this shit ain't enough I done got so many racks, Bitch I can buy you whatever you want I done turned up to the max All of these pussies don't know what I'm on Hoe I'm tryna get them plaques Bitch, I'ma turn up on every lil song Bitch, I'm tweakin' all these packs So many pills don't know what I'm on Set a nigga up (Set em up) He was just walking with chains on, now he keeping them tucked (Keep that shit tucked, ahhh) I don't give a fuck (Hell no) Don't give a fuck if it's rainin' out, you better get this shit up (Give it up) That shit mine, that shit ours Different state, brand new car This not a date, don't bring flowers I'm too fly, I'm on Mars I pay in cash, don't pay in cards Everything different when you get the power Don't think they listening, I wont retire Bro keep that mask on eem, like he a Myer I get the uckity, right in the backseat of a GLE (Yea,Yea) You cannot fuck with me, my bitch got a Louis bag for free (Oh Yea) Lil Chino had told me that he want a couple of the SRTs (Skrrr) And I had told him I need the Heliot Emil designer to breathe (Huhh) If I ain't drip out my mind, then I can't fuckin' live (Whoah) I can't be no regular local, I need to be on that shit (Hell naw) You can't hear the shit in my vocal, I don't play around with the Rick (Yeah) I crashed the car and let that shit total, but your bitch still on my dick (Haa) I know you sad, why you cryin' Dumb lil' bitch can't get me lined Might get booked for doin' a crime I put everything all in the line Can't call it stealing if everything mine I had to tell her that everything fine Even if I know that nothing is fine I just be outside, I ain't hard to find Ingo be speakin' that motherfuckin' truth Ingo ain't lie bout the prada lil boots Ingo got fade on em like lil boosie It's me and the money, ain't nothing to choose If you did me wrong then I'm cutting you loose Fucked up the money, aint calling the truce It's up and it's stuck, just like some moose You is a opp, im throwing the duce