My Socks

Luso goin' crazy

**** can't walk no a mile in my socks

I be plantin’ seeds in them goddamn pots

Growin up a **** seen a whole lot

Pull up **** might buy a whole lot

She make more than these **** can't call her no thot

Got the fur on my jacket from a rabies fox

Burnin gas out the clouds we so so high

All the young thots tryna give a **** that box

I was ridin in a chevy I was ridin in a box

Got exotic comin in, in a FedEx box

Hit a **** line surplus on the gas

All my **** know I give'em my last

Got too high last time took a dab

Track team money we run it up fast

I’m from the six not a silent enough

He called for a bag but he only bought half

That's the typa shit that'll make a **** mad

I'm fulla cram that vaccum sealed bag

I was on top sending **** a stare

Black and yellow hellcat lookin like a cat

I don't ever harbor shit I don't have

I ain't blood but these racks bustin' out my pants

'Lil mama tryin’ to come unfasten my pants

Came from the mud **** wash my hands

Came for my jewelry I’ll merk a young man

Always workin' no time for romance

Fast money baby I don’t like to slow dance

Run up **** I said that I can't ,but I knew that I could

Brought up the M's and I did got some P's in the fridge and a P in my lil baby crib

I was broke had me stressin’ had me shakin' and shit I had to get up and get it

All that loud I'm a noisy attendant

Can't be lazy I handle my business

Lately lord that shit is so sickening

**** pecking for a car like some pidgeons

Got a rental it fuck up my vision (Yeah)

In the trap I don't watch television

I'ma shoot that shit with some precision

I had to hold head and listen

If I start shit then I'ma finish

VVS they fill up my pendant

Everyday was an in school suspension

**** can't walk no mile in my socks

I be plantin' seeds in them goddamn pots

Growin up a **** seen a whole lot

Pull up **** might buy a whole lot

She make more than these **** can't call her a thot

Got the fur on my jacket from a rabies fox

Burnin gas out the clouds we so so high

All the young thots tryna give a **** that box

I was ridin in a chevy I was ridin in a box

Got exotic comin in, in a FedEx box

Hit a **** line surplus on the gas

All my **** know I give'em my last

Got too high last time took a dab

Track team money we run it up fast

I'm from the six not a silent enough

He called for a bag but he only bought half

That's the typa shit that'll make a **** mad

I'm fulla cram that vaccum sealed bag

I was on top sending **** a stare

Black and yellow hellcat lookin like a cat

I don't ever harbor shit I don't have