Untitled rap song* lyrics

f*ck that pus*y sh*t, there's no way
If you look me in the eye, and tell me you o-, yeah

Hand on my di*k, for my city, on her titties
Since a jit, on her body, got no pity, got no pity, right?
Intermission, I'm on a mission
You gotta dig in, [?] f*ck on your b*tch while he's just sitting, yeah
I'm moving different, the way I'm different
They see us all at the show, but they couldn't live it
Like this sh*t, couldn't quit it, I guess I'll [?]
We maxing out the [?], way this sh*t was spinning
We running, yeah, yeah

You should be alright, yeah, yeah
You'll be alright, yeah
AndI ain't coming home to be alright
Could you be all mine, yeah

Knocked down, no sound, who's gonna pay it
White girls on the ground, like it's a vacation
If you can do it, then do it for all of heaven
And if you're having trouble with that gap, you'll need a hyphen, huh
I could be your best friend
I could be your worst friend
I could be your boyfriend, all day
But motherf*ckers coming at me from all ways
I drift from conscience, drift off, and go [?], hey
Back, back, back, back and look away, hey
Stack, stack it like a [?]
Think you can do it, you didn't do it
You sorry 'bout some sh*t that's two years old, f*ck what you heard

All these people looking weird now, what have they been on
[?], that's what I lean on
All my brothers text me, who you gotta cling on
Uh, yeah, that's what I've been on

You should be alright, yeah, yeah
You'll be alright, yeah
And I ain't coming home to be alright
Could you be all mine, yeah