Wonderful Time

You know what the fuck goin’ on

(know what the fuck goin’ on)

Aye pipe up hoodrich

Fuck out the way I can’t be trusted

Know n****s hate me cuz I’m a slime

I’m out of town with the bad shit riding in fast shit

In for a wonderful time

This life ain’t for the weak you fucked you beat

Fall back or fall in line

Buddy nem’ gave yo’ ass a bag of change and you dropped all the dimes

I keep telling you n****s if you not an animal yo ass not my kind

You can’t be one of mine

Kick iy tickets gettin’ took and calls declined

it ain’t a bitch bone in my body

I ain’t gon’ woof, if you want you could try it

And if my name not on her skin then that bitch never was mine

That ain’t your bitch she comin’ with me as soon as she look

Free my dogs from out that can, I’m mad as hell they threw em’ the book

Them n****s mad at me bout a strap actin’ like it’s the first time they got took

If they don’t come out the party we run in that bitch like fuck it, we raisin the roof

Walk into school with a strap, itchin’ to clap at the first n**** that jump tough

If he gon’ drive better ride till the wheels fall off don’t stop

We can’t get bumped

Too many guns in this car

I won’t leave in a casket or no cuffs

I got a family to feed

I keep running from death I can’t get slumped

Fuck out the way I can’t be trusted

Know n****s hate me cuz I’m a slime

I’m out of town with the bad shit riding in fast shit

In for a wonderful time

This life ain’t for the weak you fucked you beat

Fall back or fall in line

Buddy nem gave yo’ ass a bag of change and you dropped all the dimes

I keep telling you n****s if you not an animal yo ass not my kind

You can’t be one of mine

Kick it tickets gettin’ took and calls declined

It ain’t a bitch bone in my body

I ain’t gon’ woof if you want you could try it

And if my name not on her skin then that bitch never was mine

Slatt, they side talking the most but keep on dying

Them n****s ain’t do enough for that n**** that died, they tough til shit start flying

I’m tryna put n****s down below don’t get in this car with no motha fuckin nine

Tryna finesse me out my bag nuh uh, bitch you done lost your mind

I was created to clap but so happened to rap so I gotta give n****s a pass

But that don’t mean shit for the guys if I can’t kill ‘em I’m dropping a bag

Spend my money on guns and drugs and clothes cuz none of the hoes gon’ last

Anytime they make me mad, I set the yerc on my toungue to relax, slatt

brraooo

Slatt, gang gang

26 12 shit

Brr, brr, brr, brr