Shorty

I’m raw enough to go all the way

Aye

I got

I got smack for aunty vein, she can’t get enough

She hit the pipe and blew a night, she ain’t getting up

We down bad and he got it, we gon’ stick him up

Levitation .40 on shorty, it’ll lift him up

Five in the morning, she knocking like “Papi, pick me up”

Left a thirty-one on the table, she prolly sniff it up

Whenever she call, I come running, get there quick as fuck

She like “Pap’, you got that shit again?”

My block jump, ****, we look like the new Kensington

My brother say he happy that I rap man

My lil’ cuz don’t know the truth, I’m the smack man

You know me, I ride ‘round with the gray dog slabs

Neph say he hope ion go out like AR-Ab

They put your man in a predicament

They caught him in his car with his bro then they switched his shit

I’m fresh out the trenches, I ain’t gone lie I miss this shit

Return of the smack baby

Auntie left to rehab but I know you coming back baby

Neph just a crack baby

The way I drive the ‘Cat you would think I’m off the Yak baby

But I got wheel, just chill and sit back baby

She in love with a hood ****

You pure bullshit all day but I’m still a good ****

She got nice lips, roll a spliff, Ion’ smoke woods with her

She a lil’ princess but you gone catch me in the hood with her

I drive fast shit, jump out with some bad shit

I’m a dirty bad kid, grew up never had shit

She say “Papi, you the one, you from a different planet”

Eleven-hundred for my feet, these just a pair of Lanvins

I bought her Rick cause she the shit, hope that she understand it

He a bitch, we get the drop, outside his crib we camping

If you love me then ride when this shit get rough

The sun don’t shine everyday baby, shit get tough

Neph bitch stay down with big bro, she ain’t switch up

I ain’t comparing y’all or nothing, I know you ain’t nothing like her

But when it come to love, bitch you gotta be just like her

You fine with a big butt

You fine girl, go line sum’

You my bitch baby, what the fuck you look like job hunting?

You ain’t gotta work

Your friend hating cause she broke as shit and she ain’t got purse

She see me all on the counter with the blender she like “How it work?”

She say “How you don’t got no job but you do all kind of work?”

You was tripping, being distant, that shit left me kinda hurt

I started drifting, hitting bitches but I’m thinking they ain’t her

We ain’t gotta talk about the past, we could put it in the dirt

Bend you over the sink and then drop dick up in your skirt

She said “Just don’t hurt my little heart again”

If shit get rough, just promise that you won’t walk again

Cause I ain’t got no more in me baby, we ain’t gotta talk again

I love you Papi