Lyrics

Check One Sir you have a collect call from fuck your bitch Been a real cracker from the jump I ain't never had to live no lies Always working hard for the bucks I don't like to really waste no time Stay with the smoke like a Dutch Keep a torch don't need no light Arm out the window with a what I ain't even gotta say that line OG like I'm Brodnax Feel like Demun in a straw hat Only make hits like I'm big Murphy Made hundred grand off t-shirts Rap about guns but they been afraid Shitstain Shane that boy been a lame 25 hundred now I'm diesel gang Don't grab my titty like what's her name If they a big Po fan bet their missing a tooth The only fire he knows is the flame to the spoon Matt Townz said my name just to get him some views He's got a Z in his name 'cause you hear him and snooze Rappers real fake like a decoy Pockets real big like I'm Leroy Dropped real quick like a big Smo show Get smacked up bitch that's a Haystak blow Nerf Gun Ned wants back on the scene Guess I gotta block 'em like Shaq with the heat What's Shane gon' do not a god-damn thing Boy built like Ellen with an eyebrow ring Switching my stance like I fight south paw Stay with the stiXXX like my drummer Jon Paul Hustle like strug that's the real outlaw Bad apple like Jelly till the wheels fall off Been a real cracker from the jump I ain't never had to live no lies Always working hard for the bucks I don't like to really waste no time Stay with the smoke like a Dutch Keep a torch don't need no light Arm out the window with a what I ain't even gotta say that line Don't touch my truck Shut the fuck up Little bitch you ain't shot no buck Fuck that you ain't never seen mud Luke Bryan never kicked up dust Blanco brown really couldn't git up Lil Nas X never showed up 'Cause he probably too busy taking dick in the butt Shooting these shots I empty this mag and then I reload it Say you the goat, but really that's church 'cause his records golden Say that they real, but shit hit the fan you know that they folding Rappers be lying they really be broke & then blame it on covid Stay with the iron I carry the club just like I'm a caddy I am the 1 but stay with the 2 and point it right at him Hosiers a bum he's really my son I guess I'm his daddy Checking the facts what has he done if it wasn't for Adam Let me get the gas quick Pour it on this corny ass rap shit Forty blast quick Zip his ass up in plastic 'Bout to get smacked like you texting in traffic Dudes I'm with are ruthless savage You are more into news and fashion Looking stupid for views you acting Wearing dresses and goofy hats Man I see you in public I'm whooping your ass Bitch stay loaded you know & I'm ready Got a big 4 4 and that bitch talk heavy With that Pablo flow sitting low in the Chevy Hit the gas real fast they ain't never gonna catch me Slide so fast you ain't never gonna catch me Got a blicky in the dash and the cash on hefty Put my city on the map like I opened up the levy Put the fifty in the mag like I'm opened up and ready Been a real cracker from the jump I ain't never had to live no lies Always working hard for the bucks I don't like to really waste no time Stay with the smoke like a Dutch Keep a torch don't need no light Arm out the window with a what I ain't even gotta say that line
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