LA to the MD
Couple young motherfuckers
Taking niggas and turning them into samplate
I don't really need nothing but some Netflix
And some good head from one of my future exes
Am I sexist, cause I got a bad bitch check list
Really, really ain't my fault cause the social media feeding my urge to splurge
And she like my pics so she want the dick
Got hoes, got hoes, got hoes, for real
Not Manti Te'o, all my hoes is real
Young top from the side where them niggas get live
And them hoes wanna roll like them clothes on fire
Oh my, oh my, oh my life, if I don't make it I'll die twice
She cold blooded like twilight
I think she know she my type
I'mma get off on everything, like I'm perverted
Make these niggas shake like we just met in person
And if you gon hate me then that mean I'm worth it
And if you could judge me then that mean I'm perfect
You feel it? Got them hook, let me reel in
Fucked up on the ceiling, that's how I'm feeling
She try out like prettylips, getting brain while I peel it, tight
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
One time for your motherfucking mind
When I get it I rip it up and every one of a kind
Heat when I rhyme
Never heard of it but I murder the beat when I rhyme
I better take it to another level, know I never settle, shit
Flow incredible, instrumental is edible
Talk a lot of game but this shit ain't credible
What's good, let me live it up, hit it up
V's up, got your shawty in the crib with her knees up
Ease up, let me bring it down
You the thing now, who the king now
Fuck around and finally got a little bit of bling now
But the money ain't a thing now
Yeah I know the shit sting now
Rattpack till my pulse flat
Take a look at my direction if you wonder where the boss at
Real talk, no false rap
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
(tight)
Somebody tell Miley Cyrus (hold up)
I'm trying to get a flight to her private islands
Privately let her co-sign my privates
and dine on pussy till i get her ides
pride of a lion the size of goliath
let one fly in the iris (what)
irish junkin in the porsche (skirt)
see if she can get taj marrow weed
while drive with his license
bitch forth probably won't put me on her playlist
i guess i'm not an eightyist (guess not)
an elitest with my latest allegations
but more riddled with skin then ronald regan
who could have built two rockers and a ragers
gorrilas in their cages
ape shit up in the mosh pit
throwing up my set
save money chatter aye young gnat
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this