Hypocrite lyrics

[Intro]
(I ain't gon' lie, you tripped on this b*tch, Jay)
Yeah
What up, Jay?
Striker Gang, Striker Boys, all that sh*t, Walkdown Gang, huh

[Verse]
Jay, we finna do one of them quick ones again
Put the cup inside the fridge, might wanna sip somethin' again
Forty thousand on me, it's a brick up in my pants
Finna fly a b*tch out and tell her, "Hit me when you land"
This a cream-soda pop, but this a different color
ARP got a switch too, but it's a different stutter
Each jacket was thirty-five, I got different puffers
We can f*ck the bed up, b*tch, I got different covers
This car used to be a red color, I'm finna paint it mustard
Bought her somethin', then hit thе b*tch, you really paid to f*ck her
Keep the chops all in onе spot, I really hate the clutter
Hit his top before the light turn red, I really hate the buzzer
It's six chops, it's me and Jay, so that's three a piece
Oh, you don't know how to slide your Hellcat? Then let me see your keys
Smoked all my weed, was finna say, "Let me hit your breeze"
I know that sh*t serious if brodie say, "Let me see your ski"
He know I don't let nobody wear my sh*t
Snatch a n*gga whip like, "Let me see if you was takin' care of your sh*t"
Swap man love me, I think I should start a membership
Knew you was a b*tch, when sh*t went down, you don't remember sh*t
Can't nobody trick me out this sh*t, bro, I'm built for this
Actin' sick so I can get a pint, I wrote a script for this
Don't care 'bout sh*t when it come to pape', I'll ho a b*tch for this
Told my n*gga stop sippin' drank, bro, I'm a hypocrite
Get on a n*gga ass, then pop out the same day
Russian full-body in my bag, bro, that's the same K
Nonchalant, arguin' with my b*tch, I got the same face
f*ck Stewart, we call that b*tch the Brennan, bro, that's the same place
It's a baby K, but the bullets shoot the same
Pendant heavy, thought them n*ggas bulletproofed the chain
Doin' donuts in the rain, double dutchin', me and Jay
Got a misdemeanor, man, it feel like I just beat the case
Texas was a punching bag, I used to beat that state
Your b*tch went oh and ten, I used to beat her face
I got a girl and had to chill, I used to sleep with Drac'
I had to cover up my plate, I used to keep some tape