Yo
I know we're in class right now
But just take a listen to this song I made last night with some friends
Here, take my headphones
Boy I got the whole class screaming Ossi
Thirty on my wrist man don't try to top me
Gucci, luvi' I know you wanna copy
My shit so fire No one wants to stop me
I be counting real bag I be counting dough
Spend it on some white yeah spend it on some coke
Pull up to you girl for movie she want Moe
Don't want a bitch yeah I don't want a hoe
Real hot milf' and I met her at Walmart
Scoot up on that bitch, imma scoot like Paul Blart
Low sugar level, so lemme get a taste
Of that lollipop, don't let it go to waste
Know you got a kid, lemme be a step daddy
Wanna get with you cause you're such a baddie
Lemme get a taste of her candy bar
Don't wanna blow it just like my car
Wait stop huh hit the griddy'
Let me cook so fake
Don't stop in the city
All bust down seventeen racks outa pity
I'm up now twenty-three bags looking pretty
Don't talk now twenty-three ops in a city
Send the drop
No face imma slide imma get it
Backdrop pump fake
Imma drive to the finish
This me not you stop crying when i get it
I'ma' up to knife like Omori
Rapping for the fun I don't do it for the glory
Wait
Spazzing on a beat mandatory
If he talking real reckless I'm a send em' to the cemetery
Feel like I'm Denji I came with the saw
Stand on my money now I'm feeling tall
She wanna fuck but I had to say naw'
Fuck a jay walk, I'm breaking the law
Wait, huh
I know that she want me
She a bad bitch and I'm calling her mommy
She a bad bitch and that girl gon' top me
She a bad bitch she a dommy' mommy
She bad, she bad I must admit
She bad, she bad, she bad as shit
She bad, she bad I must submit
She bad, she bad, she a bad ass bit
Moonshine and share the time, and I been on (yeah)
Bad bitch in the hotel I be waiting on, me
She on goal, and I know there ain't no hidden part, yeah
Yea, I'm on stone, (throw som', throw som', yea)
Bouncin', Bouncin', Bouncin', Bouncin', yea
Imma, Imma
Yea, yea, Imma
Yea, yea, Imma