[verse]
Aye, this song was ass, so i came in to make it, that's my anthem
Hold on, that's my anthem
So i pulled up, shot the block up, and i pull up, and i
Drop em, then i, drop em, uh, then i
Yeah, aye, hold on, aye, so i, so i, hold on
So i hopped up, back up on this beat to show y'all what i can really do
I really am through
In the few months i've been dealing, i been cooling
I done made talk and fam-ti, edition
That's, hold on, one of the best songs of all time, fam-ti
Get all the respect in the game, hold on
Everybody want that fam-ti, that fam-ti
So i pull up and i hand-tie, aye, so i pulled up in my hand tie, hold on
Uh, forty-eight rounds like a m16, all my colors purple, sipping the lean
She suckin' my shit, i'm suckin her clean
Taking the drugs in dozens
I'm taking ass, so hard, she ate all my kids
I went to the store for a loaf of bread, saw the opps on sight, and i shot 'em dead
I went back home and i went to bed
I went to your girl and she gave me head, hold on, hold on
My mind spinning 'round like a windmill, let me be real
Fucking head hurts, i need a advil
They tried to stab me, butter knife thrown
Now she angry, look like red skull
Now she look like red skull, yeah she look like red skull, woah
Yeah, she look like red skull, aye
All the black people are up for sale, mmm mm mm mm
'bout to buy me a slave, mmm mm mm mm
Aye, and i'm tryna find a flow, aye