Blurry! (feat. Sadfriendd)

Aye aye aye One more shit she hold on my dick Your bitch on my all on my dick Your bitch suck she she tug on my stick She open her mouth she suck on my dick She throw a fit but can't choose one How the fuck you gon trip if you aint doing nuthin Keep a mac up on my hip I might boot it up She said wave you the shit will you toot it up Linin up the target knock em over like a sippy cup Sittin in a fisker I don't shift it i don't gas it up I could hit your sister then I pass it like I lit the blunt Smoking on a pack cause them twins like double dutch Boy your shit nast like some mother fucking sack lunch Pullin out the mac no mother fucking pack punch You could catch static mother fucker make me act up Cause i been making bands now a mother fucker racked up I slide with that chopper get clappin Shorty gon be double ass throwing back up She put it down I pick it back up Officer down He needed back up He think he cool Shut the fuck up I got that gun on me he gon get fucked up I got a blade on me get getting cut up Bullet gon swat at a boy like a nunchuck Two nunchucks but i do not give two fucks He was talkin shit but i know that its just the hoopla Dude what Why you always saying too much Shut the fuck up or you gettin swept like a roomba I ain't really bout the talking i just wanna get it poppin And i only switched to rappin cause i ran up out of options And i started with the product so i guess that there ain't stoppin it Ben j been k yeah they really jockin it First ten months yeah i started a hockey stick Know that you on when they off when you droppin shit Liquid hydrogen shorty sit up in the rocketship Counting so much green that its sucking up the oxygen Yeah i racked up so i seen fair weather And my old team changed but i think i fare better You could sing a sad song or go write love letters But for me imma stick to the bag mayweather Glock on my side that nigga talkin he gon die And i'm up in the sky just like a pelican im fly And a bullet on sight i put it right between his eyes And he think we all nice because my nigga finna slide Im ballin im ballin im shooting like curry Juggin a pack i get that in a hurry Flashbang wrist make her vision go blurry Heard he a pussy so i am not worried That bitch suckin me up like she kirby I got a bitch bad curvy Wait let me switch up Pussy nigga bitched up Hollow tips hit on that boy when they get up Bullets they burn up his core like a sit up I got that pack in the bag that you zip up Feel like a cop the way i hold the stick up Call him a candle the way he get lit up Lit up You get bust from your fit to your lip up Empty your pockets like boy this a stick up I'm a top shotter and you just a bricker How i make a squad of two a militia This and goodbye shorty blowing me kisses Get to my bag and I stick to my business You aint with the hits if you weren't with the misses Those words on my phone yeah i read like who is this