Where Ya Get Ya Coke From?

(I've named this one JPEG) Okay, my bitch, she bad She got me out my zone I make her shake that ass This house is not a home I double fist the cash Don't need no payday loan They be like, "Bitch, who that?" I got top on the phone .45 in the flo' seat (flo' seat) And if you know, then you know, you don't know me I'm waiting for my opps to come, they better show me And I talk how I talk, bitch, blow me, woo Fuck you talking about Oh, let's go Get money, nigga The bands I need my money made in a Harley And we don't click with all this pasting and you copies That bitch let everybody in, she like the army Off top on your bitch like Darby I fuck your bitch, you fuck my bitch, that's an assist .45 is sick, I take my shots, tongue out like I'm KISS (KISS) And the choppa young as Matt Gaetz b- You think you crazy, well buddy, go enlist Fuck Let's go Get money, nigga The bands I'm a failed chemistry experiment Take some acid, playing Jimi, Are You Experienced? Where's the fun, Clarence? I make my appearance Show up incoherent, nigga's know I'm a degenerate Wake up every morning, night before, I don't remember it Thick bitch, don't know her name but I won't get into it Hundred on the night stand 'cause I'm so generous (Bruiser Brigade) Check Oh well, what you make in a year spent those smoking charges at hotels Don't even know the last time I cut my own toenails Sipping on that Henny, I can't tell you how I broke smells Write like a chisel in them cave walls A thousand years later, they can break a voicemail When death calls, won't answer to no one Came up in this bitch by myself with no gun Everybody askin' me, where ya get ya coke from? Underground like archaeologist Should be in the psych ward for what I do with vocal cords Call that bitch a totem pole, my face be all up on the board Inside the vocal booth, we're running out of bud A loony thing what I do you can't People saying that I'm shallow, but I'm jumping off the deep end 'Bout to flip the script, I ain't even read the treatment Like terms of services, they all in agreement Used to work the block and I ain't never filed a grievance Talk to me soft like you can keep a secret Lower down your voice so it's a high chance of leakage Know some rappers talking but I could never speak it Was told to keep my mouth closed and just mind my business Malicious intent, I made that rent Sketched out by any car that drove by with tints Go