2/28/23rAP lyrics

Yuh get that p and pop it sleazy
Ease the pain the be less sleepy for the next time i got out beamin
Send a n*gga to they resting place and we call it game to his motherfukin' ashtray
Make a b*tch cry for they dying mate and we smokin on they pack like bob marley

Uh yeah we got the dudes ay we got the dudes
I ain't a real shooter but i got still got one through ya
b*tch keep playin and ima make u go kaboom blah
Ay yuh dont be a fool ay yeah dont be a tool yah bait

U know im realest ay look at the room
Wе all chillin ay dont ruin my mood (b*tch)
Being anxious everytimе ima be rude
f*ck with me b*tch f*ck you to the moon