Concussion

Verse 1: I just came home, so I'm living it up Tats on my face, so I don't give a fuck I'm in a coupe, but I'm driving that bitch like a truck My pockets look like a butt Money religion, we want every crumb They know the gang, I'ma bang like a drum They say they're waiting till we spin their block When we pull up, just watch everyone run Chorus: Well, if you say that you don't want smoke, then why you puffin'? I want a threesome with her cousin, but she's not budging Well, if she knows that we're just fuckin', then why she fussin'? I bet she thinks that I'm just playing, but I'm not bluffin' I want concussion Verse 2: Drive a demon, drive a Lamborghini Finna drop it off and get me like another fuckin' fini Finna drive it off the lot, get another car Can't feel shit, finna take another bar I'm at your crib, quit hiding, lil nigga No speaking now, he all silent, nigga Keep peeking out the damn blinds, lil nigga I see these niggas, I'm plotting, nigga I'm knee-deep in your thot, lil nigga She vegan, but she eat lobster, nigga I'm freezing, nigga, change climate, nigga Like VV, nigga, like diamonds, nigga Like feces, nigga, I'm droppin' niggas These bitches ain't shit, so I'm really kinda single But I drop projects, nigga Chorus: Well, if you say that you don't want smoke, then why you puffin'? I want a threesome with her cousin, but she's not budging Well, if she knows that we're just fuckin', then why she fussin'? I bet she thinks that I'm just playing, but I'm not bluffin' I want concussion Verse 3: I just been living it up, I cannot stop, I'm all in my bag now Watch she be screaming love, I don't give a fuck how you gonna act out Traditional money gets passed down Milking the game, this my cash cow I'm with my bros and everyone rides, so please do not play around I'm grimy, not slimy, send bro on assignments They ride, then we knock off alignment I get the sack, a lineman, then double the profit cssisting my bros like I'm Stockton Xanny's got me movin' zombie, thinking unconscious This not a prop, I'ma pop it I came for the money, but if they try me I promise this shit will get violent Chorus: Well, if you say that you don't want smoke, then why you puffin'? I want a threesome with her cousin, but she's not budging Well, if she knows that we're just fuckin', then why she fussin'? I bet she thinks that I'm just playing, but I'm not bluffin' I want concussion