Lirik
Sweezee, I ain't been in the booth, I'm really through with rappin
I was down there in the country, runnin' through a package
When I was broke, bitches never threw the coochie at me
This f&n too big to rock some hoochie, daddies Me and Sherl was down bad, I was miserable
Till I put my hands on a girl, an got physical If Jesus walked on water, I know I could do
a miracle seen fentanyl , take a fien soul, it was spiritual
Before you jumped off the porch, I was servin' work
Fish scale and green, call it surf and turf Before a handout, I'd get my hands dirty first
You cross the don that's gon' get this whole circle hurt
It'll never be a time that I can't eat The plug know I bring that money back the same
week I'm exactly what they can't be
Lil Uzi, cause they jealous when you playin' with the ice like JT
I got M30s for Gremlins in that kitchen, I'm a chemist
**** ran out of stimulus ho, get a bag and out yo feelings
Bitch, I trap, I'm into dealing , got **** into killin
Phone ringin' like a bitch, I'm like, hold on, wait a minute I went form robbing
To stealin' cars, to watchin' fiens Nod blew all the veins in his arms, but he just keep on tryin
**** ain't never sold nothin', but they gon' keep on lyin
I got this bitch fed up, she just keep on cryin' I'm a dope-sellin' playmaker, trappin' ass
****, I had to live it if I said it I ain't no rappin' ass
****, I love to see them with that needle, knowing my dope all in it
this hoe, Coochie, so fat, I put dope all in it
Yo bitch phone stay on DND, but she disturbin' me
I turn 50 into 200, man the nerve of me
**** down, talk me to they bitch, but that ain't hurtin' me
One of the reason that she wanna fuck, she say she heard of me
Weirdo
Written by: Steven Drake Edwards
