wigan out

Fuck, fuck, fuck (You fucking idiot) Hey, fuck, hey watch out, hey watch back Push to the trap spot, I need me some zaza You tryna fuss, you condone in that rara Nigga tryna tax for the weed, he get took off Told the play I had it, just come to the dugout You tryna cap, tryna flex like you bug out I got a blick in a clubhouse, I'm scared You can play round, just don't play wit' my bread Snake him out, they thought the smoke was dead Real za' I'm smokin', nigga havin' unlead Nigga pop a Perc', that shit get to his head Before I leave the spot get the blick off the bed I don't wanna talk about it, we can gon' and do the shit Boy you a bitch, who the fuck nigga foolin' wit'? I ain't gon' cap, the za' got lil' Lazer Dim satisfied Boy you a jugg, better not find out you terrified I get the munyun I'm really gon' be poppin' I can put some shit on this beat, got this beat knockin' I just black out my clothes on licks, I be chocolate Nigga can't keep up wit' me 'cause I keep droppin' I just ran down on a lick, gotta pickpocket Fuckboy ain't never dumped the fire, shoot the stick sloppy I just might trip out, might lay on the ground Push to my sneaky link, I'm stuffin' her mind I ain't payin' shit, what the fuck is a fine? Drop on the daily, I fuck up they mind Nigga tryna bite, bitch, I'm one of a kind Fuck the smoke I just want racks, that munyun Switch up my drip when I touch me some hunduns I just want visuals, just show them to me Catch his ass down bad, he loafin' I see Switch up my face, boy, you know this ain't me Nigga tryna get on a open wit' me Send a backend, boy, you know we can run that shit Nigga tryna troll in my DM on funny shit Take out yo' gang, shoot the folks who you runnin' wit' I had to run from a play like I'm Sonic, bitch Push to the hood, nigga know we got hella sticks Mini store on the corner, get me a beverage Lil' twin do the lick, no doubt, he never ditch Nigga tryna post me for clout, now I'm yo' favorite Get out the way when lil' Lazer shoot, I didn't label it I just want anything on a lick, get yo' cable took You fuck with this shit, bitch, you know I ain't lyin' Blick in my jacket but this coat ain't mine Mini Draco kinda' big, I can't tote 'round Come to the shed, get served at the shed Fine shit choosin', she look at my head I don't got no bed, I got a airbed Hit at his top tryna leave his hair red Boy, you blicked up, why the fuck is you scared? I ain't even nervous, I wig out you know it's me Cold as fuck outside it's like four degree Go to the store, get a gar then I fold up weed I'ma keep droppin' 'cause I'm not where I'm 'posed to be Hit him cross the head wit' another hit, you gon' notice me Build this shit up from the ground, wasn't no coachin' me Better not wig out when a fuck nigga approach me Fuck, fuck, fuck (You fucking idiot)