Heavy Rotation

Yeah, you know, spaz out, you know, huh Yeah, yeah, slow down I just did 3 months, I laid down, now I'm back I just did a turn around, and I ain't break a sweat They hating on a youngin', fuck them niggas, this ain't that ShakeBack four times, pussy nigga this where it's at It's ShakeBack Gang pussy nigga yeah it's that And free my nigga Perky, 'til they let my nigga back I got some pure drywall but I sell it like it's crack And all that rappin', like you steppin', like you wit' it, you get whacked Ayy, I'm wit' my young niggas You wanna come record with Rio bring a gun with you My lil' niggas 16, but the drum 50 I'm drinking red, but the bitch I'm wit' a cum sipper Ayy, bitch, I'm tryna catch a body Give me a .38, and two Glocks, kill everybody Ayy, see I've been fuckin' since a young nigga Youngest nigga ever made his teacher cum nigga I never rode the short bus, but I'm a dumb nigga The AR got breast cancer, I felt the lump in it I broke a Russian Cream down, and put some runts in it Then drunk a 6 of red raw, can't feel my tongue nigga I walked in with big K and put a drum in it Put my dick up in her stomach feel the lump in it Don't stunt with bro straps, it's not really your guns nigga Don't stunt with bro racks, it's not really your funds nigga Ain't shit sweet, but the Glock got honeybun in it Shoot him in his leg with a K, make him run different Boy that pop light as well, you dropped a one in it I'm finna drink a pint of wocky with my young niggas You sound dumb nigga, you think you make me run nigga Ain't ducking how shit I keep a gun nigga Took a nigga bitch to work she got the tall looking Then your ass picked it up and got the tall kids Pour punch in the nose, leave a nigga knocked out This 40 on me pull it out, then you get popped now I call my nigga Bally up, it ain't no talking now Spaz pulling up with the stick, you getting hawked down Niggas hating on the young I'm only six-teen My name ring bells, and I ain't even six feet Nigga pussies out here acting if you aks me Fuck around and leave a pussy on a backstreet Bullet got a nigga jumping like a athlete I'm in a sleeve, I won't let these niggas catch me I came swerving with a mac tryna tax him I drive myself, you won't catch me in no taxis Kill him in the studio, I don't rap beef Leave a nigga body wrapped, like some packed meat Still 'ill beat a nigga ass if he packing heat I sold a half a spliff, and they just cut the trap beat