A-Cup - Giga Pet Lyrics

Writers block f*ck that corner
Love the dough frequent earner
Gas good boy the plug great
Inhale let it ventilate

Headed back in I'm the fireman
Fresh zip smell like diapers man
Rotation stuck not passin'
Heard Cup could spit who was braggin'

Won't fade-away cause the d good
Let's stuff a cone she prefer the wood
Y'all spit weak I drool ni**a
Out rap Cup you fool ni**a

Cart with me I was just shoppin'
Different flavors a couple options
In my own world minding my business
Blunt burn till the bitch finished

Super smart but she like the packers
Didn't need a man I didn't ask her
Last I checked she was getting her masters
Miss talking to her like board casters

Call my phone might miss a text
Now I'm wishin' for single a text
First pet was a giga pet
Cause in the hood we ain't have pets
Call my phone might miss a text
Now I'm wishin' for single a text
First pet was a giga pet
Cause in the hood we ain't have pets