I’m Still Human lyrics

by

Certified Trapper


[Intro]
Yeah, b*tch
Yeah, b*tch
Yeah, pus*y
f*ck

[Verse 1]
Icy as a b*tch, these flawless diamonds
Glock with the switch, n*gga, perfect timin'
Top from the b*tch, and I'm damn near drivin'
If you ain't know what it is, why the f*ck you sign it?
Only hoes do di*ks, why the f*ck you ridin' it?
Put a hole in yo' sh*t, have you damn near cryin'
I sold four and a split, I ain't never lyin'
Feelin' like all these n*ggas pus*y, only one slidin'

[Chorus]
Can't no one take this away from me
I will be waiting, your bush is trying to flame something
I cried when I found out my baby mama got pregnant
b*tch, you'll think his ass finna OD

[Verse 2]
223's, slap a door, n*gga, hit the glass
It's gon be a f*ckin' celebration when I get his ass
Six cars deep, thought some masons got up on his ass
In the kitchen with the blender, turn a eighty to a extra zap
Richer than a b*tch, eatin' Popeye's
This n*gga talkin' sh*t, you know I'm finna pop live
That b*tch can suck a di*k, but she can't ride
I got aim with this b*tch, yeah my sh*t fye
I had to get up off them percs
Tell all y'all mans better get up off them shirts
n*gga, that's my brother, I'll put yo sh*t to work
Crack ten G's in a day like the first
AP bussin' BabyTron
If I see a car I don't like ima fan it down
That's a f*ck n*gga gettin' greedy, finna air it out
Shoot from the East to the South, yeah, I love this town
b*tch I bust back, b*tch, I'm not around
[Chorus]
Can't no one take this away from me
I will be waiting, your bush is trying to flame something
I cried when I found out my baby mama got pregnant
b*tch, you'll think his ass finna OD
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