No Chorus

I know that you hating and you bitches love it I step on the the scene and just call me mclovin

Got 100 got 50 and choppas with titties

Got glocks with the beam and you know that they mean

Pull up on the scene and let that bitch sing

It’s a duet cause you know you gone scream don’t ask me no questions you know what that mean

40 heavy and I let that bitch ring

I’m runnin the checks

Yo bitch give me neck

She suck my shit fast just like a corvette

Standing ovation

When she throw it back

Nut on her back and i pull out her tracks

She tried to eat me just like i was a snack

Left the .40 so i picked up the mac

If you not on yo block then imma come back

She tried to fuck again i told her relax

Shorty lookin this not a imax

Just like a movie she boutta climax

F&N and that bitch got a twin

Talking shit I send shots at ya chin

If he live spin the block back again

Ion know bout you but I like to sin

Me and my choppa we don’t make amends

Hollow tips they hit you and yo friend

Red tape leave you dead like ya mans

Then make a song for all of my fans

Kal-tec and that bitch never jam

Extended clip extra grip for ya hand

I never lose hold when I let it blam

Kill you dead and I leave with a grin

U know she my ace

Hit u in yo face

Feel like joker cus i’m burnin blueface

Feel like batman cus i’m savin 2face

No i’m not tay-k but it’s still the race

Yea i got bank i’m not talkin no chase

Don’t gotta to drive but in my own lane

Don’t fw chu **** cuz you be some lames

You nighas and bitches u drive me insane

Got a bunny so i’m servin cocaine

Money hungry kill my brother like cain

Took his money now this nigha a stain

Took his bitch now we running a train

Yeah he a vegetable no not the edible

I’m a young savage shoot you in testicles

In my mind Shiddd it only was the ethical

Call the doctor cause this **** need medical

Back to my paper I’m chasing this chedda bruh

Call me a baker this shit like a deli bruh

If you want beef shoot you in yo melon bruh

Make You disappear like penn & teller huh

I think imma geek

That lil hoe a freak

Ha pussy juice yea that shit all on my sheets

She show me ha titties while she beat my meat

Ha head game was strong i think it’s elite

I get to shootin now issa track meet

**** around me though that shit was sweet

40 wit me you know it stay on the reach

Talkin that shit gone be dead in the streets

You know it lil nigha i’m tryna get lit

Catchin these bitches like i gotta mit

Don’t get caught lackin i stay wit the blick

Don’t touch me lil **** get hit in yo shit

Keep talkin shit i hit you and yo bitch

Tryna make it you know i’m true with the shit

Please keep my name bitch outta yo mouth

My pockets hungry bitch oscar the grouch

I be shootin shit i got **** to vouch

Don’t believe me and i’ll air this hoe out

BITCH!