Tether

This Rio, nigga Ghetto Boyz shit, you know what I'm sayin' Free the whole ghetto, yeah Ghetto Boyz shit When the feds come, just be ready for that shit Finna bust an AP, that's like seventy on my wrist Aim at his top, hit his shit, I barely ever miss I just poured a seven of the Tris So much dog shit, when I die, I might go to heaven with this shit I just middlemanned it, made like eleven off a brick My whole life changed when they put that tether on my shit Eight hundred for a zip, this shit wetter than a bitch Icy-ass wrist, this shit wetter than my bitch Off-White sweater cost a zip I just offed a fake pint, I'm finna dip Jump in the Hellcat, turn the traction off They tried to nail lil' bro, he let the hammer off Oh, you ain't never sucked dick? Well, take your panties off It felt good with a rubber, but it's better raw You can sell some cut dope, but it's better raw We got the best work, we ain't sell fentanyl Just took a picture with my baby mama, all you hear is, "Aww" Had her suckin' dick for two hours, she can't feel her jaws I took a plea for five years 'cause I broke the law A nigga disrespected Chris and I broke his jaw Niggas thought I was gon' fall off, but I'm standin' tall Shopping with the AR, had a standoff in the mall Think I took too many Percs, bro, I'm finna fall Dropped so many shots in the crib, we done hit the dog I can make two hundred racks if I hit the dog Spicy shit, when I'm in the booth, cut the skillet off Drank came with my auntie name, I had to peel it off Bitch, we got our own swag, we ain't stealin' y'all's Cuban link cost a dub, pendant forty racks Shit talkin', I made a genre, this important rap I couldn't even pay attention, I was poor at that Grew up fucked up, aw, shit Grew up fucked up, I'm like, "Shit, the floor ain't bad" I just got a whole pint of Wock', I'm pourin' half Tell your friend I want a threesome with your boring ass Two years ago, me and C was just pourin' glass I knew an ooh-head who buy zips, but he snorted half Walk around your crib with the Glock, this a cordless strap New crib, marble on the countertops and the floor match My nigga did some bullshit, I don't support that I got a nigga say he love me, but he don't even support my rap In an old-school Monte with the crocodile floor mats You ain't made no money off of rap 'cause you're trash Yeah, I know the lil' bitch a ho, but the whore bad Redbone bitch, she got braces, ass immaculate And I'm not a serial killer, but I'm stabbin' it Don't come around me with your ass out, 'cause I'm grabbin' it Before I had a dime, bitch, I look like I was havin' it Glock bullets stick to his top like a magnet They hit the spot, six pints of Wock' in the cabinet K bullet hit his windshield, I'ma shatter it Hit the car so many times, he died from a bullet fragment Thirty-two hundred for a pint, I'm grabbin' it I'm a team player, nigga, I ain't stingy, I'm passin' it The only reason she stopped givin' me head, 'cause I had to piss Bitch ass so fat, she walk- when she walk- huh Bitch ass so fat, when she walk, she draggin' it Nigga, I was just broke, from rags to riches Fifty thousand for a chain, last year I ain't have a necklace That nigga ain't gon' kill me, I'll probably die from that asthma shit Lil' bitch fell in love with me, I ain't have to hit it The drank game gettin' ugly, I'ma have to quit Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on Southern, yeah Y'all niggas can't fuck with me, nigga Southern Giants, I know that