I got a rash
Bitches pull up on me and they wanna smash
Nigga itching me, go get a bag
Pull up on you yo, what's the facts
Niggas wanna race, they wanna drag
Thankful for my mamma, I'm really glad
Niggas smoking dope, by the park
I ain't a dog, I ain't gonna bark
But if a niggas want smoke I puff puff pass
See straight through him like some glass
His body blowing through the wind like some ash
She said papi, get me lit
I said no bitch, I'm busy getting rich
Get off my dick, I'm really lit
Got two twin Glocks, Fraternal twins
I ain't got a weapon for no one
But here it is
Shooting niggas
When it gonna end
This isn't life I gotta spend
My life I ain't gonna risk
Ain't no gang worth my talent
Yeah word
Show the world my greatness
Different breed not basic
Ten Toes 'til I make it
Freestyle I can't fake it
Not worried about money
I'll make it
Take it
Break it
Nigga you want some money
Nigger here go take it
Battle royale I'm breathing through the gas
Aim at everyone shooting 'til I'm last
Not caring about anyone I shot in the pass
Nigga you ass
I'm too fast
Walk in the class
Showing some ass
Damn babe back it up fast
You like a rash
Stick to me just like the beat
Killing this beat
Nigga I'm elite
I'm tired need a go to sleep
Catch me a z
Counting some sheep
Maybe some money
I need me some bling
Maybe a girl ting
Maybe a little girlfriend
Maybe some hoes
I'm a sexy nigga ain't gonna hold you
I don't know if anyone told you
I could steal your hoe
And you won't even know bro
Can't even call the popo
Stole you girl for the low low
Yeah for the low low
Can't even remember what I was saying
Oh I remember
Back to what I was saying
I got a rash
Bitches pull up on me and they wanna smash
Nigga itching me, go get a bag
Pull up on you yo, what's the facts
Niggas wanna race, they wanna drag
Thankful for my mamma, I'm really glad
Niggas smoking dope, by the park
I ain't a dog, I ain't gonna bark
But if a niggas want smoke I puff puff pass
See straight through him like some glass
His body blowing through the wind like some ash
She said papi, get me lit
I said no bitch, I'm busy getting rich
Get off my dick, I'm really lit
Got two twin Glocks, Fraternal twins
I ain't got a weapon for no one
But here it is
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I got a rash
Bitches pull up on me and they wanna smash
Nigga itching me, go get a bag
Pull up on you yo, what's the facts
Niggas wanna race, they wanna drag
Thankful for my mamma, I'm really glad
Niggas smoking dope, by the park
I ain't a dog, I ain't gonna bark
But if a niggas want smoke I puff puff pass
See straight through him like some glass
His body blowing through the wind like some ash
She said papi, get me lit
I said no bitch, I'm busy getting rich
Get off my dick, I'm really lit
Got two twin Glocks, Fraternal twins
I ain't got a weapon for no one
But here it is
Shooting niggas
When it gonna end
This isn't life I gotta spend
My life I ain't gonna risk
Ain't no gang worth my talent
Yeah word
Show the world my greatness
Different breed not basic
Ten Toes 'til I make it
Freestyle I can't fake it
Not worried about money
I'll make it
Take it
Break it
Nigga you want some money
Nigger here go take it
Battle royale I'm breathing through the gas
Aim at everyone shooting 'til I'm last
Not caring about anyone I shot in the pass
Nigga you ass
I'm too fast
Walk in the class
Showing some ass
Damn babe back it up fast
You like a rash
Stick to me just like the beat
Killing this beat
Nigga I'm elite
I'm tired need a go to sleep
Catch me a z
Counting some sheep
Maybe some money
I need me some bling
Maybe a girl ting
Maybe a little girlfriend
Maybe some hoes
I'm a sexy nigga ain't gonna hold you
I don't know if anyone told you
I could steal your hoe
And you won't even know bro
Can't even call the popo
Stole you girl for the low low
Yeah for the low low
Can't even remember what I was saying
Oh I remember
Back to what I was saying
I got a rash
Bitches pull up on me and they wanna smash
Nigga itching me, go get a bag
Pull up on you yo, what's the facts
Niggas wanna race, they wanna drag
Thankful for my mamma, I'm really glad
Niggas smoking dope, by the park
I ain't a dog, I ain't gonna bark
But if a niggas want smoke I puff puff pass
See straight through him like some glass
His body blowing through the wind like some ash
She said papi, get me lit
I said no bitch, I'm busy getting rich
Get off my dick, I'm really lit
Got two twin Glocks, Fraternal twins
I ain't got a weapon for no one
But here it is
Bitches pull up on me and they wanna smash
Nigga itching me, go get a bag
Pull up on you yo, what's the facts
Niggas wanna race, they wanna drag
Thankful for my mamma, I'm really glad
Niggas smoking dope, by the park
I ain't a dog, I ain't gonna bark
But if a niggas want smoke I puff puff pass
See straight through him like some glass
His body blowing through the wind like some ash
She said papi, get me lit
I said no bitch, I'm busy getting rich
Get off my dick, I'm really lit
Got two twin Glocks, Fraternal twins
I ain't got a weapon for no one
But here it is
Shooting niggas
When it gonna end
This isn't life I gotta spend
My life I ain't gonna risk
Ain't no gang worth my talent
Yeah word
Show the world my greatness
Different breed not basic
Ten Toes 'til I make it
Freestyle I can't fake it
Not worried about money
I'll make it
Take it
Break it
Nigga you want some money
Nigger here go take it
Battle royale I'm breathing through the gas
Aim at everyone shooting 'til I'm last
Not caring about anyone I shot in the pass
Nigga you ass
I'm too fast
Walk in the class
Showing some ass
Damn babe back it up fast
You like a rash
Stick to me just like the beat
Killing this beat
Nigga I'm elite
I'm tired need a go to sleep
Catch me a z
Counting some sheep
Maybe some money
I need me some bling
Maybe a girl ting
Maybe a little girlfriend
Maybe some hoes
I'm a sexy nigga ain't gonna hold you
I don't know if anyone told you
I could steal your hoe
And you won't even know bro
Can't even call the popo
Stole you girl for the low low
Yeah for the low low
Can't even remember what I was saying
Oh I remember
Back to what I was saying
I got a rash
Bitches pull up on me and they wanna smash
Nigga itching me, go get a bag
Pull up on you yo, what's the facts
Niggas wanna race, they wanna drag
Thankful for my mamma, I'm really glad
Niggas smoking dope, by the park
I ain't a dog, I ain't gonna bark
But if a niggas want smoke I puff puff pass
See straight through him like some glass
His body blowing through the wind like some ash
She said papi, get me lit
I said no bitch, I'm busy getting rich
Get off my dick, I'm really lit
Got two twin Glocks, Fraternal twins
I ain't got a weapon for no one
But here it is
Writer: Shawn Samuel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid