Too Shiesty lyrics

[Intro]
Hot sum'
f*ck n*gga diss and neva pop nun'

[Verse 1]
Imma hot sum', that's why these n*ggas tryna mop sum'
pus*y ass n*gga all that dissin' neva pop nun'
I'm a let on that glizzy If he neva shot nun'
Every n*gga round me wit it and we all rock sum'
Let's go down Montana I let the window down to spray round
All my n*ggas know to hit em back to back right after my K sound
Lil' b*tch I'm known for to get it poppin' and keep that four-pound
On yo front porch that .40 get to knockin and blow yo door down
It's four of us smokin' personal blunts with our own nine
Five of our own bullets gon bust yo dome yea that's on time
Get the burner on even them home alone b*tch don't come inside When I say it's up on nun but get it on cause b*tch I'm bout mine
Puttin' cash on his brand new AP put money on mine
For gang sake no onе can save me, I watch the blood risе
This n*gga diss me then I kill em', and make his pop cry
Tryna cross up times with the whole system, and gain a third eye

[Chorus]
These n*ggas don't like me I'm so shiesty , I'm a f*ckin' problem These n*ggas be bitin' they just like me , that's a f*ckin' problem These n*ggas wanna fight me keep that pipe by me I up and pop em
This n*gga deadly as the reaper they can't f*ckin stop em
Shawty think I'm stupid as the f*ck but she just wanna Dollar
I ain't ran it up or gained yo trust to take away yo problem
She ain't got no love but what the f*ck I think nun wrong about it
I was thinkin' bout it from your point of view let's talk about it
I just wanna f*ck, Slidin' in them dooley trucks reachin for a drive gettin' high, b*tch we movin' up
Get euthanized from the skies tryna kill or duck
A hunnid rounds when we slidin' you can't run from us
[Verse 2]
Diamonds shine put a brand new chain on me I won't take it off just hit em right for to leave a stain on em they gon stretch dat boy they like when people changed on em they all cut feel i can't make it right i can't put the blame on em i just reminisce through city lights. just spent like fifty grand this mornin b*tch im rich as f*ck drank head put pints all in the mornin dont even pop a flat im lit them b*tches tell me if you want it pay to buss yo f*ckin sh*t this b*tch keep actin like she want it , want this di*k you gon get hit. these n*ggas dont like me im so shiesty imma f*ckin problem these n*ggas be by me they just like me thats a f*ckin problem these n*ggas wanna fight me keep that pipe by me i up and pop em this n*gga deadly as a reaper they can't f*ckin stop em shawty think im stupid as the f*ck but she just wanna dolla i ain't ran it up or gained yo trust to take away yo problem she ain't got no love but what the f*ck i think nun wrong about it i was thinkin bout it from your point of view lets talk about it I just wanna f*ck
Slidin in them dooley trucks reachin for a drive gettin high b*tch we movin up get euthanized from the skies tryna kill or duck a hunnid rounds when we slidin you can't run from us