Pain Killer lyrics

[Intro]
(Legend made another one)

[Verse]
Ayy, I'm tryna double up, find the quickest way to flip
b*tch, ain't did enough, but always tryna start some sh*t
I sock a b*tch, on the 'Gram, I'll probably block a b*tch
Got flavor for a ho, I'll knock a b*tch
Knock an opp in public, we ain't playin' with these dirty kids
Back to this dirty b*tch, knocked her from her other man
Blood in jail, cryin', callin' his ho by her government
My other b*tch my other b*tch, always on some other sh*t
Lyin' on the 'Gram, talking 'bout you got a dirty—
But I got a dirty stick
I don't mind her, she hella broke, my Glock, I'm tradin' in
Because we do skits, don't mean to brag, but it's just how it is
Lying on the 'Gram, talking 'bout you got a dirty— (This b*tch bappin')
But I got a dirty stick
I don't mind her, she hella broke, my Glock, I'm tradin' in
Because we do skits, don't mеan to brag, but it's just how it is
Pardon me, ayy, they know how the roostеr's coming
Yeah, me and Wes pulled up on they block and had them n*ggas running
I'm with the b*tch, laying low, I ain't hiding out
Told her she look great, but sometimes you gotta use your mouth
Then the pus*y, look at me tryna be a pus*y scout
Then beat that road up, n*gga, BJ could vouch
And free that n*gga, go 'head, need to let him out
Ooh-wee, we so five down
It's brazy, and who these South n*ggas finna clap?
n*gga, ask Duff, n*gga met me with the chop on my lap
Ayy, ayy, I had the white b*tch givin' ten bands a trap
On Nightingale, 2100, this before the rap
Before the name, before the fame, I had to bust a brain
They took cuddy, after that I never been the same
Losing family back to back, probably feel this pain
But you don't, you think this rap cap
But sh*t, you should check my ASCAP
n*gga, I'm fine with y'all hatin' as long as my stack gettin' bigger
I'm way quicker, I'm better, but I'm not racin'
You movin' sloppy, but you tryna call the cops racist
Call me whatever but I move to stay out they faces
Me and Joc name on it, you know they building cases
Call me whatever, but I move to stay out they faces
Me and Joc name on it, you know they're building cases
Ayy, ayy, give a f*ck what you doing
We mobbin', vibin' to the killer music
Ayy, 2One, it be the movement
In that Southeast, some of my n*ggas still move base rock
Ayy, ayy, give a f*ck what you doing
We mobbin', vibin' to the killer music
Ayy, 2One, it be the movement
In that Southeast, some of my n*ggas still move base rock