obm braydon - about Lyrics

Malibu, you made this
When
You know, this whole album is really about some sad shit
I wanna kill myself but I don't mention it to my parents
Cause that's something serious

Man, these niggas really out here trippin
Like I won't slit they throat
Niggas really out here trippin
Like I won't punch them in the nose

Niggas really trippin out this bitch
Niggas always playin' with me
When I punch them in this shit
It's like, I'm in the wrong

I'm wrong for that shit
Can't even walk in my own hood for real
Cause my momma be trippin
About these pussy ass lil niggas
Walking round this bitch
Hangin' round this bitch slingin' them pipes
They ain't gon' blick
Them pipes, they ain't gon' bust

Stick that y'all ain't even gon' get at shit
Y'all niggas pussy
Y'all niggas hoes
Y'all not gon' shoot at shit

Stop wavin' them bitches around
With all them f*ckin' switches
Y'all niggas trippin
Y'all niggas pussy as a bitch

Come swing through the block
And get hit right up in your shit
I got a big ass glock
Under my bed

Under my pillow
Nigga, already know
That shit ain't cap, nigga
Ask phat phat

I got that Glock in my lap
All up in my pants
Under my pillow
While I sleep, nigga

I'm strapped
I ain't never lackin
Nigga, try me
I'ma get to clappin