[ Featuring CRVIG ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thinkin' i'm goin' out sad
I'm just gettin' started
The f*ck are you talkin' bout
I could get all of you whacked
You lucky I got shit to lose, or I'd I cross you out
I don't be f*ckin' with rats, we do what we want, so shut up or i'll lay you down, yeah
You talking shit for no reason
Short ass bitch should be sippin' Capri-Sun
This ain't shit except me gettin' even
You can't smoke with a G, you'd be heavin
There's a time and a place that we meetin
I don't know it, but it got me thinkin
I gotta be prepared
I know that he'll be scared
Bitch
What
I ain't a fan of the constant talkin
If there's a plan, I should get involved with it
Grind down my fears and I smoke em' to nothin
If it's a perc, then I'm talkin' percussion
And if you twerk you get passed to my cousin
I don't take breaks cause I'll miss out on somethin
She f*ckin' me while she textin' her husband
Woah
What
And she headed over, I sent an emoji
And we gonna dance, but not no hokey pokey
And she let the blunt burn, had to tell her focus
And she wilin', gotta tone down on emotion
Said f*ck a distraction, this is my devotion
I don't need your reaction to keep on postin'
She my fan and we f*ckin', but not my only
Yeah
I don't need shit, it's magic
If I shoot at your feet, do a backflip
Lonely as f*ck bein' better than everybody
Out of Kennett, Missouri, the next one comin'
I'm always in a hurry, gon' show my mom
She got no reason to worry, yeah it's really up
I got gas in the tank, I've been pushin' a hundred somethin'
Not everyone can do it, shit isn't nothin'
And i'm shittin' on everyone making' assumptions
I don't give a f*ck
You think I ain't on shit, til' I air out your whole block, let's have a heart to heart
I'ma cross this boy right out, he talkin' sweet, well bitch don't even start
This ain't RAW SNDS two, this X2C, comin' in with shit you've never heard
I got some words, I'll smoke you first, they never learn, yeah
And it's funny how no one even wanna f*ck with me
In my hometown no more, it's f*ckin' sad to see
And it's all the same ones that said they were with me
They're hangin' with people that f*cked me over
Left me in the street, but f*ck em' they all dead to me, it's up
F*ck losin' sleep
I'm losin' mental
Why would I speak
Clarity dental
I know my worth, hope I offend you
Comin' to terms
That I could end you
Guns make you dance whenever you choose a side (grah, grah)
Know who I am, these people like who am I (huh, huh)
Flex on the gram, entertainment suicide (huh, huh)
You losin' your fans cause you don't got that pride (huh, huh)
I lie to a bitch for pussy, givin' it up like a rookie (lil' bitch)
You f*ckin' with gang, we slide, you dance by the gun like Toosie
Choppa, choppa spread like a damn eagle
The chop, the choppa spread hit the grim reaper
Choppa, choppa talk make a new lingo
Lil boy wanna talk usin' who's ego
Choppa, choppa spread like a damn eagle (damn eagle)
The chop, the choppa spread hit the grim reaper (grim reaper)
Choppa, choppa talk make a new lingo (new lingo)
Lil boy wanna talk usin' who's ego
