[ Featuring Mookster ]
(Reuel Stop playing with these niggas)
Too many pills, shit gettin' real, hold on
Talk to me how you talk to God or shut the f*ck up
You know how I'm coming
I'm tired of running out of bullets, how you ain't tired of running?
This could be a baby party, I'ma still sneak a gun in
Brung sticks to the fight but this is not a nun-chuck
Bae ain't cheat on me or nothing but bitch I'm still finna dump it
F*ck Glizzy Dance, I got this big bitch in here krumping
F*ck a ceiling fan, I'm blowing shit down if I up it
A minute man, but she'll be coming back for seconds with money, damn
F*cked around and popped too many pills and found my sound
Got the city lit, they on my dick 'cause I'm droppin' now
If I'm on yo' ass then hell naw we can't talk it out
We don't shoot out cars, park this bitch, we finna walk him down
My family turn my music off, my fans turn me up
Local rappers dick sucking, see my views going up
Talking jazzy in them raps, you gotta' show me that you tough
The dick up on the glock horny, finna make it bust
Skinny jeans and all but I still keep the rocket
He tryna be Mook, Fenny need to stop it
If he the plug then I'm knocking off the socket
Check Gilla cam, we the trending topic
Gun blowing like the f*ckin' wind I don't know how to lose
Bitch I'm God, so you know heaven filled with prostitutes
Ain't talking 'bout no f*ckin' dice game, who tryna shoot?
She hold D, she got balls, bitches tryna hoop
Tried to count me out, that was dumb, now I'm going up
Nigga want a feature, send deposit, I ain't showing love
Brodie snuck the gun up in the party now he acting up
He don't need no Lyft, bitch the ambulance gon' pick him up
Reject at my crib hot as hell, he on the dark web
I ain't even tripping, brodie good, he changed his vpn
Educators hit at three, ain't got no time for going in
My bitch got caught for fraud but on my Momma she gon' swipe again
Stretch him like pilates, I ain't talking 'bout no fitness
Caught a body up on camera, took the tape, and killed the witness
Got this bitch punching these cards I beat her ass she miss a digit
Tried to tell 'em how I'm coming but these niggas they ain't listen
Tell a bitch, I'm Mook, Mook
Make a bitch wiggle like a loose tooth
I just popped a roller, I'm a loose screw
Went and pierced my nose, I feel like Pac, I got the juice
Slap her in the face with my dick, knock out her tooth
Heard me rap, start selling pussy, I ain't ask her to
Caught every single body by myself, f*ck a crew
Nigga unball yo' motherf*ckin' fist unless they shoot
Look, live with depression so I wake up suicidal
Bitch, God can't Reject da Illest, throw up on the bible
Bitch died tryna take it in her ass, she a fighter
Way she beat this mu'f*cka, think she getting a title
But she not though, tell that bitch choo, choo
You liked getting slutted out? I do too
Boy put that shit up that's a deuce, deuce
Keep Toolie with me bitch, 'cause my screws loose
Why he buy a gun if he ain't never finna shoot it
Only way I'm voting, they legalizing prostitution
F*ck a bitch on snap, I bust too quick to make a movie
It's the middle of the song I bet this bitch got you moving
Ooh, bet this bitch got you geeked
If my Brodie ever fall I put my nigga on his feet
Wear a mask and take yo' goodies but this not no trick or treat
And I'm knowing this nigga vegan he don't really want no beef
Damn, jaggin' on the highway, driving stupid, we gon' die bitch
This perfect, make sure you looking in my eyes bitch
Playing with the wood on her neck, this ain't no violin
Walked off, but came back with whip like a white man
I don't know shit about plumbing but snuck the pipe in
Talking crazy, tryna fight, ooh he think he Tyson
Metal pressing to his f*ckin' chest but he ain't icy
Had a attitude out of town now she hitchhiking, bitch
And you know I'm in... hold on,
Reject, say it, (hold on)
And you know I'm in this bitch dancing, hold on, hold on
I'm a walking check, yeah I made the bitch cash me
Ugh, I made the bitch nasty, hold on wait, nasty ass
Swallowed everything, made the bitch happy, f*ck
Pulling on her weave, now her shit nappy
You gotta fade me out I'm a keep going
........
Standing on these hoes, and they back cracking
I'm finna hit the f*ckin' road, bitch it's back crackin'
