Lyrics

Fuck out my face I don't wanna talk Nigga want beef I bet he don't speak I wish that he would like a fuckin log I'm bout to go ham like the fuckin law Don't fuck with no pigs Stay clear of the opps Turn off the nav We straight to the top I'm off of the gas Don't call that shit pot I could've dropped knowledge I do that a lot Fulton county nigga I don't got a lotta hope So when i'm writing raps yeah this shit'll help me cope Air Force Ines and they cocaine white Yeah they cocaine white like the muhfucking pope And I ain't dealin shit But I sell the dopest dope Lil Kamau always had the coldest fuckin Flow Now I got a cold shoulder for these immature bitches Tryna ride the wave I ain't sharing no riches Some of y'all are rats Ion fuck with no snitches That's real shit Nigga word to my mama Never fucked with math But i'm workin on the commas Niggas love to act Nan they always bringing drama And this is for Atlanta ATL that's home Campbellton road What the fuck goin on? Is this some special? Or just another song? Whatever choice you picked it was prolly fuckin wrong Nigga that's the gas yeah that shit so strong Lethal weapon for protection why the clip so long Shawty saw pic and asked me why dick so long God help a nigga why i'm livin so wrong? Fuck out my face I don't wanna talk Nigga want beef I bet he don't speak I wish that he would like a fuckin log I'm bout to go ham like the fuckin law Don't fuck with no pigs Stay clear of the opps Turn off the nav We straight to the top I'm off of the gas Don't call that shit pot I could've dropped knowledge I do that a lot
Writer(s): Kamau Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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