Pissed my Wrist up

Know the funny bitches love me I got so much money Why they bitches love me? so much money I can't trust nobody So I gotta keep a glocky on me Even if they fuck me Still won't get a dollar from me The way I get the cheese I swear they thought that was the macaroni If I need a hit, I call a blitz He make the tackle for me Mama say look in the mirror All I see is jus my other homie We all the same, I cannot fear him, But he sus And that's why he try to blitz He missed us Put that shit up, sticks up Get your bitch fucked Got a fuckin' ripster, I just pissed my wrist up I said hell to hit, I mean hail to Mrs. Bucks No don't get it fucked up I been kickin' that cup I been smokin' more drugs I been fuckin' model sluts It's a one way outta here Turn my room into area 51 up over here Smokin' whoever I'm smokin' on anyone up over here Not even tryin', An I still got one over, up over here Why they bitches love me? so much money I can't trust nobody So I gotta keep a glocky on me Even if they fuck me Still won't get a dollar from me The way I get the cheese I swear they thought that was the macaroni If I need a hit, I call a blitz He make the tackle for me Mama say look in the mirror All I see is jus my other homie We all the same, I cannot fear him, But he sus And that's why he try to blitz He missed us Put that shit up, sticks up Get your bitch fucked