Drama lyrics

Runtz for the low come and buy it
Throw me some bread lil' bro I'm on a diet
Glock got a di*k and it's big as f*ck, but it's still quiet
Might pull that hoe out and bus' it and cause a riot

Your hoe want a picture, a four in the pitcher, I load up the switchy and blast
Like don't get me p*ssy, I'm pushin' the Henny I'm sippin' on Henny in class
I'm off a Percocet 10, I need me a Benz
My wood is a 10, you smokin' a pen
Your backwood is grass, If I had a choice woulda f*cked her and passed
If you was the boy why you hidin' your stats
This sh*t is a trap, the G19X sit on my lap
The 762 rainbow like [?]
You knock of a hat then his ass got capped

I'm throwin' a bone you ain't get no dap
I'm throwin' the shoulder just focus on that
These lil pussies birds, these hoes these bats
This siamese twinnin' me these pus*y's just cats
All ya'll do the same, all ya'll think the same its the f*ckin' Jane
And my T-shirt bang, [?] that, I roll with some dogs a terrier pack

I'm tryna hit from the back, uh
One of a kind I'm a limited cracker
I need that Glock 17 triple backup
Cheese on his head now I call him a Packer
Feed that to your llama I don't wan't no drama I'm an alpaca
I'm a pacifist but I won't pass the fist
I load the Baptist up and let the pastor spit
Better get a wrapper clip, and I'mma wrap a b*tch
But I wrap my sh*t before I dog a b*tch
And I've been tryna hit Jada Pinkett Smith for a minute man call me Minute Mitch
And I don't gotta switch you it's a fair case
Ticonderoga let the lead spray
You look like you sleep on the bookcase
(yeah, yeah)