Buttnaked

I've been runnin' to the cake, you been cup-caking

Let me shoot my shot, I ain't pump faking

See that gold on yo neck? I'ma come take it

Thirty dick hangin' off the Glock like it's buttnaked

You can catch me up in traffic with that heater on me

Bad bitch on my side, you know I keep her on me

Dumb **** talkin' slick, put the Reaper on him

Park his load broad day just for speakin' on me

Yeah, you'll probably get far if you stop and listen

Movin' like the President with a proposition

I be politicking like a politician

Not to mention **** fuckin' with the opposition

They killed my brother, sheddin' tears, thought I'd never cry

You better get a pole, I ain't sellin' mine

I keep a true story, I ain't tellin' lies

I just did a drill, breakin' news, it got televised

Yeah, these bitches call me daddy, got me playin' father

But I don't buy 'em shit, I gotta raise a daughter

I just wanna slide like it's raging waters

Quick to put this metal to his line, but I ain't a barber

You was supposed to slide for me, but you never came

Married to the game, I need a wedding ring

**** dry snitched 'cause he said a name

I'll let it ring with G Man on Ten Letters gang

I've been runnin' to the cake, you been cup-caking

Let me shoot my shot, I ain't pump faking

See that gold on yo neck? I'ma come take it

Thirty dick hangin' off the Glock like it's buttnaked

You can catch me up in traffic with that heater on me

Bad bitch on my side, you know I keep her on me

Dumb **** talkin' slick, put the Reaper on him

Park his load broad day just for speakin' on me

When them **** tried to slide, I didn't go to sleep

I ain't hangin' out the window, walkin' up on feet

**** love to run they mouth, so I was one deep

Yeah, this a real true story, so we not gon' speak

This ****'s bitch so wet, slappin' all on her cheeks

Before she even gave me top, I got all of the cheese

You know I keep a fat loaf, you can see through my jeans

Let a **** rob me, he gon' be on the scenes

Renegades get cut just for talkin' slick

Tell them **** come outside 'cause we got them sticks

Yeah, y'all a movin' target, but I'm not gon' miss

Me and Bris on a blade tryna knock a bitch

Ten Letters, fuck with the rest, who you rockin' with?

Bad bitches all on our dick, they always jockin' us

You know we headed to the top, so they watchin' us

Sucker **** talkin', but that ain't stoppin' us

I've been runnin' to the cake, you been cup-caking

Let me shoot my shot, I ain't pump faking

See that gold on yo neck? I'ma come take it

Thirty dick hangin' off the Glock like it's buttnaked

You can catch me up in traffic with that heater on me

Bad bitch on my side, you know I keep her on me

Dumb **** talkin' slick, put the Reaper on him

Park his load broad day just for speakin' on me