[Intro]
p**y n***a you too fake
I'm sippin' on some D'usse
I feel like it's Doomsday
My life a Fiasco
I feel like I'm-
[Verse]
Rainy days got a pound of haze
Pound a b**h, smoke a pound a day
Rich n***a throw a pound away
Nothing was the same got a pound of cake
I spit like a toothache
p**y n***a you too fake
I'm sippin' on some D'usse
I feel like it's Doomsday
My life a Fiasco
I feel like I'm Lupe
f** her a** then I f** her face
Hit a lick but don't leave a trace
Just broke up told her I need the space
f** the Feds I don't need a case
With these bars I might need a raise
Mind gone feel like I'm in a maze
Moving fast feel like I'm in a race
She want interface, don't do dinner dates
I'm just tryna get in her face
She follow me like a Twitter page
UFC when I'm in the cage
I kick sh** like Bruce Lee
I ball hard like 2-3
That's prolly why she choose me
I get paper no loose-leaf
Turn a model b**h to a groupie
Steph Curry how I shoot 3's
I'm on point like new cleats
My style dirty like loose sheets
Bad b**hes like "Who's he?"
No cellphone I keep it 2G
I'm a OG, smokin' OG
Sippin' dirty sprite I get no sleep
I knew it since birth, I was trapped with a curse with a mouth that can spit, need a mic and a verse
People feel me like a hearse
Cause I'm slaying on these n***as you can call that sh** work
You know it's me when it hurts
Listen up, got a cup full and I'm smokin' on that purp
b**hes wanna flirt
Takin' off her shirt
As I burst, hit reverse
In the droptop like f**ing b**hes in the back
She comment on my pic cause she like my track
I'm the best and, yes that's a fact
k**in' all in the booth no long hat
Steady bumpin' on the speaker, that p**y worn out like these sneakers
Your blunt stay skinny like a tweaker
In my blick, she 'bout to feature
I'm a creature, jeepers creepers
Talkin' that sh**, and I'll knock your peeper
One hit, that's an instant sleeper
n***as blowing up like a beeper
Making that dough, now that's a keeper
Flow so dope I'm spitting either