The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying
So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,
I fucking hate the dirtbags featured in these raps
We getting money, you can face the facts
Moms really getting mad when i call you that
Just fucking around with a weird fast flow type shit
Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again
Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n
Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town
Like a bitch, goes up, with helium, and then set his son of a fucking ass down
And a spouse with an ass that bounce around
Comin' back into you once i figured it out
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Im ridein around with that big 30, these fat bitch's they stay thirsty
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >