The Truth

Give me six feet, A Covid Test to calm my nerves Went from spoiling hoes To giving em b tches what they deserve Had to cut her off That b tch was way too far in bag Told her get somebody else to do it Now her salty ass mad Bro got pounds in the Hefty I like the Gain joints by Glad When you lay your head on that pillow at night Know I gave it all that I had Ima Uptown Roamer School a b tch wit no diploma Zaza my aroma We rock Zara on the corner Moe don't take this personal Cause this just my persona I'm the truth like Paul Pierce My b tch gotta be Sojourner Oh you acting up It's time to teach your ass a lesson Come up out that top Come here and jiggle out them leggings Oh you listen, in that kitchen What's your CashApp, Ima bless it That p ssy Ima stretch it It ain't mine then I ain't stressing I'm a wild n gga, Nappy dreads I don't do crappy head Here baby girl grab these oils Come rub my back instead You really wanna make me happy Bring me a stack to bed Give all of my hoes allowance Not near one of 'em beg Just Don't play wit me I ain't Milton Bradley I stop f cking wit b tches Who try to start up families Take you to Pound Town No Me and U, Cause you ain't Cassie You gonnna make me Offset, You know I miss my granny Had to cut her off That b tch was way too far in bag Told her get somebody else to do it Now her salty ass mad Bro got pounds in the Hefty I like the Gain joints by Glad When you lay your head on that pillow at night Know I gave it all that I had Ima Uptown Roamer School a b tch wit no diploma Zaza my aroma We rock Zara on the corner Moe don't take this personal Cause this just my persona I'm the truth like Paul Pierce My b tch gotta be Sojourner Motherf ckers trying to feel me out Like I'm brail or something They want me to fold Like I'm inmate mail or something These n ggas steady b tchin And these b tches steady bluffing I can't f ck wit hoes Who act like you can't tell em nothing Moe I come across a City Girl And show her ass the block F ck no I can't lay up Silly b tch I'm on the clock Pin, Pad, Combination Moe I got this sh t on lock Off the Henny and the Honey It's on sight like she a opp Saved her in my phone as Hot N Juicy Crack her legs without the butter Wear it out, save it for later Now it's under Tupper She trying to be undercover Like we ain't f ckin on them covers Community P ssy She was more childish than Donald Glover Had to cut her off That b tch was way too far in bag Told her get somebody else to do it Now her salty ass mad Bro got pounds in the Hefty I like the Gain joints by Glad When you lay your head on that pillow at night Know I gave it all that I had Ima Uptown Roamer School a b tch wit no diploma Zaza my aroma We rock Zara on the corner Moe don't take this personal Cause this just my persona I'm the truth like Paul Pierce My b tch gotta be Sojourner Ima wild n gga, Nappy dreads I don't do crappy head Moe I come across a City Girl And show her ass the block Ima wild n gga, Nappy dreads I don't do crappy head Moe I come across a City Girl And show her ass the block F ck no I can't lay up Silly b tch I'm on the clock Uncle Pound