Untitled remix by AvgJoe Lyrics
They might try to fuck on my bitch
They might try to take all my chips
They might try to break in my whip
Fuck it reloading the clip
N***as be hard head as shit
Playing so cool until they get pissed
All on that level that ain't about shit
Find a shovel and go dig you a ditch
Hold just breath and I hope you don't snitch
On your self its like cutting your wrist
Vertical with no save by a stitch
You a dog but you squatting to piss
Definition classifying you bitch
Duck and dodging when I'm hearing you hiss
Never knew snakes swallowed a dick
Playing so hard but they pause for a bit
I'm on my job never calling in sick
Hard work make me softer then shit
Like fuck friends and relationshiptics
I'm on a binge pop bands and shit
Popping bottles Popping collars and shit
Fucking modеls from the flick of the wrist
This was since I was twisting thе wrist
In the kitchen looking hungry like mix
Baking soda with the recipe quick
Young n***a fresh up out of the sticks
Watch your back bitch im hitting your six
Ducking twelve as the clock get to tick
Eight o'clock when I'm copping a text
Ten o'clock go to the next
Everybody got some shit on they chest
Nobody got a bulletproof vest
They might try to take all my chips
They might try to break in my whip
Fuck it reloading the clip
N***as be hard head as shit
Playing so cool until they get pissed
All on that level that ain't about shit
Find a shovel and go dig you a ditch
Hold just breath and I hope you don't snitch
On your self its like cutting your wrist
Vertical with no save by a stitch
You a dog but you squatting to piss
Definition classifying you bitch
Duck and dodging when I'm hearing you hiss
Never knew snakes swallowed a dick
Playing so hard but they pause for a bit
I'm on my job never calling in sick
Hard work make me softer then shit
Like fuck friends and relationshiptics
I'm on a binge pop bands and shit
Popping bottles Popping collars and shit
Fucking modеls from the flick of the wrist
This was since I was twisting thе wrist
In the kitchen looking hungry like mix
Baking soda with the recipe quick
Young n***a fresh up out of the sticks
Watch your back bitch im hitting your six
Ducking twelve as the clock get to tick
Eight o'clock when I'm copping a text
Ten o'clock go to the next
Everybody got some shit on they chest
Nobody got a bulletproof vest