No Autotune

Damn, damn My nigga we trappin' underhand, underhand Why can't I trust my own man Really I can't trust no bitch Hell yeah man my nigga with the shit My nigga with the shit and he not no snitch Call Of Duty man you know we shootin' shit You got hitmarkers man I know you gon miss We be in the streets man this shit not no diss She like me and she say she want a kiss Hell nah bitch I can't take no risk Can't hit no lick with you boy that's a risk I can't wait to bust down my wrist Sippin' wock I ain't sip on that Tris Niggas plottin', why this Glock on my hip Don't try nothin' you gon get hit in the hip Fuck the club, give a fuck bout the VIP I like Marijuana, I like zips And I like pounds too She wasn't around me when I was down too I don't even wanna be around you I was probably high when I found you You a bitch, give his ass a tutu Big Glock this is not a 22 I'm posted in the cut nigga and I'm smokin' on some endo Post outside yo door with thе Glock,nigga, big extendo Yea I ridе through my city real low nobody know I'm there ho But I ride with the Glock, Yeah, sittin' right there on the chair though Damn 12 hot nigga when a nigga look out the window Fuck 12 nigga, they ain't know shit and I know too Glock in my hand right now as I record this song Rollin' up KK I ain't talking Krusty Krab but i'm smokin' strong And I got too many plays on the way, lil nigga go alone Tryna talk real shit on the mic boy this not no sing along I don't need no autotune, I do the same on my own The things that I went throught, I went through on my own Text everyday and I know she see her phone She don't love me no more, tryna figure out where I went wrong I don't really need no autotune Got choppas with me and all my goons When I blow up, when I go Kaboom Don't try to ask me for some money, you doom Y'all niggas live ya life so fake, cartoon And I can see the ocean, and the lake, and the moon