[Verse 1: Bløccbøy SK]
Posted up with a f*cking forty
When i tote my strap that a different story
Why u talk like u really know me
When u only see me on snap stories
With that instragram and that snap chat
U talk sh*t like u about that
Imma tote the strap with some kick back
And blow his ass about a mile back
If i lend u some better give it back
Give a lil pressure u can't handle that
U a b*tch boi and we know that
What im smoking on that straight gas
Thats 2 hits got me full throttle
U sippin henny b*tch i drunk the bottle
Left my kids on that super model
Got the newest drop in the newest model
Gotta full clip he won't see tommorow
Left his whole family in f*cking sorrow
Got the gucci loui and that feragamo
I only rock designer man that sh*t is easy
I get a bag and now im feeling cheesy
Imma pop his ass while he watching T.V
I had a black mask man he couldn't see me
No im not sharing b*tch im feeling greedy
If he talk once now he on the TV
When i f*cked a b*tch had that b*tch screaming
Leave that pus*y drippin like a f*cking fountain
Imma stack my bandz like a f*cking monatin
All my wrist water b*tch im f*cking drowning
When i whip it out leave that b*tch astounded
U is not gangster u could still be grounded
When i see a opp man u kno im outty
Drop 50bandz on a f*cking audi
Im skrt that b*tch like im catching bounties
Gimmie ten minutes minutes and im outta county
If this dont slide know 12 found me
I pour woc and i sip it slowly
I can't lie it make me feel lonely
U say u real then b*tch show
Like bend over thottie im feeling horny