Bad bitch, after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
On the block gettin crafty
They gone give em top if he ask them
See my homies asking them what happened
Cuz I'm on the corner I be trappin
Yea I gotta forty wit a Mac ten
About Trappin
Tht shit turned into a habit
Looking for me bitch who's asking
Cuz the block know me not detectives
Oh he talk to much going get em
Bitch we walking up you a dead man
Man tht shit ya fault shouldn't be slipping
Yea he got shot wit tht glizzy
About..the rappin
Youngin really on shit huh
Bitches really on dick
I jus hit that nigga bitch
I jus hit my sister friend
I might just go do it again
Said she love me don't know what that is
Writing raps I'm jus stacking my bandz
Fresh to death yea I stay wit da drip
On the gram they be stalking my pics
Got a bougie bitch over the crib
In the back her friend gunning my man
And she ready to pull down my pants
Yea I'm loving the life tht I live
Yea I'm loving this life tht l live
I been copping up all of this drip
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit cracking
Jus call then I'm cracking his melon
To solid won't fold I ain't telling
That's the reason my brother a felon
I jus hit me a lick for Margelas
After tht made a flip like I'm gabby
Want a feature you know ima tax em
Got a deal on the way they can't catch me
I'm the hottest young speaking factually
Man this rap shit jus come to me naturally
I ain't snaking my bruddas no cap in me
Get tht shit out the mud so they backing me
We was selling them drugs back then
We was running off plugs back then
Had them drugs and the guns in the mattress
Keep a gun in the place I make tracks in
Going hard everyday this my passion
Young nigga really gone shine
I'm chasing a bag till my time come
I'm still in the trap wit the 9 tucked
Them niggas can hate but can't stop us
I'm doing my thing for the comas
I stay out the out the drama
But no I ain't sweet I pop ya
They gone chalk up the scene when they find ya
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit crackin
I ain't no rapper
I just got talent so ima keep writing these songs till I get to a million
My brovas I'm putting em on cuz we was trapping by them buildings
We had to weather through the storm wit no umbrella we was children
So we stacking paper up
I stay in the stu tryna make us some
I'm keeping it cool cuz I take some time
So I'm bussin these jugs while I wait in line
I'm wit the gang my slimes
We in the stu yea I stay with my guys
He sending threats so we banging it out
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit cracking
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Bad bitch, after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
On the block gettin crafty
They gone give em top if he ask them
See my homies asking them what happened
Cuz I'm on the corner I be trappin
Yea I gotta forty wit a Mac ten
About Trappin
Tht shit turned into a habit
Looking for me bitch who's asking
Cuz the block know me not detectives
Oh he talk to much going get em
Bitch we walking up you a dead man
Man tht shit ya fault shouldn't be slipping
Yea he got shot wit tht glizzy
About..the rappin
Youngin really on shit huh
Bitches really on dick
I jus hit that nigga bitch
I jus hit my sister friend
I might just go do it again
Said she love me don't know what that is
Writing raps I'm jus stacking my bandz
Fresh to death yea I stay wit da drip
On the gram they be stalking my pics
Got a bougie bitch over the crib
In the back her friend gunning my man
And she ready to pull down my pants
Yea I'm loving the life tht I live
Yea I'm loving this life tht l live
I been copping up all of this drip
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit cracking
Jus call then I'm cracking his melon
To solid won't fold I ain't telling
That's the reason my brother a felon
I jus hit me a lick for Margelas
After tht made a flip like I'm gabby
Want a feature you know ima tax em
Got a deal on the way they can't catch me
I'm the hottest young speaking factually
Man this rap shit jus come to me naturally
I ain't snaking my bruddas no cap in me
Get tht shit out the mud so they backing me
We was selling them drugs back then
We was running off plugs back then
Had them drugs and the guns in the mattress
Keep a gun in the place I make tracks in
Going hard everyday this my passion
Young nigga really gone shine
I'm chasing a bag till my time come
I'm still in the trap wit the 9 tucked
Them niggas can hate but can't stop us
I'm doing my thing for the comas
I stay out the out the drama
But no I ain't sweet I pop ya
They gone chalk up the scene when they find ya
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit crackin
I ain't no rapper
I just got talent so ima keep writing these songs till I get to a million
My brovas I'm putting em on cuz we was trapping by them buildings
We had to weather through the storm wit no umbrella we was children
So we stacking paper up
I stay in the stu tryna make us some
I'm keeping it cool cuz I take some time
So I'm bussin these jugs while I wait in line
I'm wit the gang my slimes
We in the stu yea I stay with my guys
He sending threats so we banging it out
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit cracking
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
On the block gettin crafty
They gone give em top if he ask them
See my homies asking them what happened
Cuz I'm on the corner I be trappin
Yea I gotta forty wit a Mac ten
About Trappin
Tht shit turned into a habit
Looking for me bitch who's asking
Cuz the block know me not detectives
Oh he talk to much going get em
Bitch we walking up you a dead man
Man tht shit ya fault shouldn't be slipping
Yea he got shot wit tht glizzy
About..the rappin
Youngin really on shit huh
Bitches really on dick
I jus hit that nigga bitch
I jus hit my sister friend
I might just go do it again
Said she love me don't know what that is
Writing raps I'm jus stacking my bandz
Fresh to death yea I stay wit da drip
On the gram they be stalking my pics
Got a bougie bitch over the crib
In the back her friend gunning my man
And she ready to pull down my pants
Yea I'm loving the life tht I live
Yea I'm loving this life tht l live
I been copping up all of this drip
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit cracking
Jus call then I'm cracking his melon
To solid won't fold I ain't telling
That's the reason my brother a felon
I jus hit me a lick for Margelas
After tht made a flip like I'm gabby
Want a feature you know ima tax em
Got a deal on the way they can't catch me
I'm the hottest young speaking factually
Man this rap shit jus come to me naturally
I ain't snaking my bruddas no cap in me
Get tht shit out the mud so they backing me
We was selling them drugs back then
We was running off plugs back then
Had them drugs and the guns in the mattress
Keep a gun in the place I make tracks in
Going hard everyday this my passion
Young nigga really gone shine
I'm chasing a bag till my time come
I'm still in the trap wit the 9 tucked
Them niggas can hate but can't stop us
I'm doing my thing for the comas
I stay out the out the drama
But no I ain't sweet I pop ya
They gone chalk up the scene when they find ya
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit crackin
I ain't no rapper
I just got talent so ima keep writing these songs till I get to a million
My brovas I'm putting em on cuz we was trapping by them buildings
We had to weather through the storm wit no umbrella we was children
So we stacking paper up
I stay in the stu tryna make us some
I'm keeping it cool cuz I take some time
So I'm bussin these jugs while I wait in line
I'm wit the gang my slimes
We in the stu yea I stay with my guys
He sending threats so we banging it out
Bad bitch after bad bitch
Youngin turnt into a savage
Youngin started getting swaggy
Had some hoop dreams but they past em
Now he shoot things and he rapping
He might put yu in a casket
Or make yu dance like you Jackson
You know he be getting shit cracking
Writer: Damaine Lee
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