Pussy Print

Which one of you bitch ass rappers wanna get smacked first Lucas... Coly It's so many muhfuckas just... Ion know I'm bout to smack the shit out ya Yea, yea First off my peoples told me stack up I spoke to God he know I'm down, I may get back up I got low eyes, on me got that sack up Keep a 4, 5 on me make me act up Yous a bitch nigga trust me I done seen her Imma die alone, die one hunnid I don't need ya Put that pressure on a nigga, make him breath hard I don't show my pistol cause I got a fuckin green card Not to into people, neva eva will I trust a nigga Started from the ground up, he don't like me, then it's fuck a nigga They my sons, I'm way up here, they look up at niggas All my homies told me not to fight, cause they gon bust at niggas I need clarity, I need therapy, I need money nigga Like a charity 'Fore I go and sign a deal I need a mill at least I'm trynna get my life right, I neva been at peace I am not the person they said 'ought to be Act like this cause ain't to many that would die for me Way to many people round me just to get some clout from me I don't show no love cause I don't know which ones would vouch for me (Are these people serious?) Dawg you can't be Cop some ice just to get a fuckin brain freeze You ain't bout no money Go that way please Fuck that convo, I ain't talkin less it's straight cheese I give em real, yea They head to head how I'm feelin I got no filter don't give a fuck And if you don't like it, my nigga lets get it You wanna buck, I wanna buck Shit, tell you to pull up im wit it Playin it tough, thuggin on twitter See me in person he fold up I get it I do it well and amazing I'm greater, I'm bigger, I'm better whatever you call it I got it down and I'm fuckin shit up Sad to say, imma finish whatevea you started All of this frontin and typin my nigga, I'm sorry But y'all cannot be on the market I peep out the phony, I call out the phony Like fuck it I'm on and I'll see you at target Shit I'm blessed at least Start a legacy I feel like M.A. That's yo bitch then why she textin me (ohhh) See I'm livin what I'm spittin, they pretend to be And fuck a kill and get away I shoot like ten for each And fuck a class book The money like a test tube I ain't seen a square root since I left school Fuck the government, that shit ain't ment to rescue Cause when you ballin all they do is try and take you Bitch I got my own plan I'm smokin shesha Bout to smoke some KK like Wiz Khalifa Everythang betta with the reefa That's my bitch on my momma dawg I need her Ran across this muhfucker Ion even know if imma put this shit out but fuck it Shit I might though I fuck wit it Prince of France Prince of France Prince of France