Jigga Type Beat

This brother has a very disturbing message in this song I'mma let y'all hear it, can I let y'all hear it, yo? Listen (Maximum volume) (Brr) (I like your style) (Brr) Hol' on, yo Throw some swag on it If the perc fake ass hell, throw a flag on it If they gang, throw your rag on it Hol' on, throw a tag on it Add a drum-clap and a hi-hat to it Hol' on, yo Shawty askin' where her weave at, I don't even know I'm gettin' hoes where they bleed at, you suckin' on they toes Shawty askin' where the drank at, he just poured a four I'm probably somewhere where the fiends at, trynna move her over Shawty askin' where the snow at, she lookin' for the coke I told that bitch that I ain't got no more, its already in your nose Shawty askin' when the tape droppin', they don't need to know Sometimes I listen to my unreleased when I'm alone at home I to the ILLA NYC to LA ATL to GA Fosheezy my Yeezy, we still ballin' like its EA (Nigga) Yeah, yer, I'm off this yercy (bussin') All this Murakami, I feel like a flooress or somethin' All this foreign on me, I look like a tourist or somethin' All this gold around my neck, feel like a whoress or somethin' I got Percocets in my backpack like I'm Dora or somethin' I be hangin' with them swipers like I'm Dora, lil homie You be hangin' with them goofies like you're Zora or somethin' With them Zo's, no one of ones when I'm in Florida, lil homie Met the plug for the first time, her name Dolores or somethin' She was off that LSD, she saw my aura or somethin' And her friend was off that E like an explorer or somethin' Keep on sayin' I look like PARTYNEXTDOOR or somethin' I'm out in Texas lookin' for Kamora or somethin' I'm out in Paris, wearin' a fedora or somethin' All my exes want me dead (?) or somethin' Yeah, the pack I smoke will hit you like Shanoris or somethin' If y'all fuckin' with this shit, just sing the chorus or somethin' I to the ILLA NYC to LA (Six, six, six, six) (Murder, murder Jesus) (Its unbelievable!)