Slidin' with that mop stick, like a janitor Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you in your manager Why that nigga ain't off yet? She ain't movin' fast enough Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she a animal Round round with two sticks, like a chopstick Youngins makin' keys flippin', like a locksmith Got a curve and she a trippin', that bitch toxic When we catch them boys slippin', polish up the box Play with clack, go to flash and * up, like a camera That phone ring, I'm baggin' * up, but I ain't trappin' her You been at they throat, lil' dog, I ain't mad at ya This ain't what you want, lil' dog, this * bad First shot to coma, already grinnin', like he ain't havin' her First shot to prison, already winnin', I ain't catchin' her Them fuckboys green, drier than hotel soap Call me LaTrell Spreewell, game in the choke When you broken, trapped, that ain't easy That'll have it passed, mask up like Yeezy Megan Fox came with them machines Call me Mr. Nice Watch, more jewels than Icebox Rest in peace to Michael K, I retired from servin' That's one thing for sure, fresh out the box, already whippin' Tryna sell dope, fresh out the mosque, already sippin' Hit on Lost Hope Slidin' with that mopstick, like a janitor Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you when you a manager Why that nigga ain't off yet? She ain't movin' fast enough * with that lil' Ross bitch, she a animal Round round with two sticks, like a chopstick Youngins makin' keys flip, like a locksmith Got a curve and she a trippin', that bitch toxic When we catch them boys slippin', polish up the box Play with crack, go to flash and * up, like a camera That phone ring, I'm baggin' * up, well, I ain't trappin' her You been at they throat, lil' dog, I ain't mad at ya This ain't what you want, lil' dog, this * bad for ya Fresh out the box, streets on lock, that money flowin' Fuckin' with this lil' bitch out of Boynton, and she goin' I been goin' hard with no rest, and I ain't tryin' to I be in the *, nigga, chest, like the swine flu My jaw lockin', chewin' my money, I swallow four diamonds Forget it, I ain't speakin' on business, you got your whole round Still posted by the Chinese store, they think my head gone Chopstick, first shot of the box, don't get head roll We the type of niggas go missin', we think it's cute Catch that nigga with this and flip this purse in the system, too Yeah, glizzy on me, glute, hangin', hittin' out the coupe I been fuckin' with this lil' swoop, slurp the dick up like a soup First shot of the prison, already winnin', I'm at my own pace Miley's got the best of me, I'm in here with the stone face Pretty bitch, long lace, fat ass, but no waist Creep up with the streetsweepin', like nigga, I clean this whole place Slidin' with this mock stick, like a janitor Catch one of you rapplin', shoot you when you a manager Why that nigga ain't off yet? He ain't movin' fast enough Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she a animal Round, round with two sticks, like a chopstick Youngins makin' keys flippin', like a locksmith Got a curve and she a trippin', that bitch toxic When we catch the boy, slip and polish up the box Play with clack, go to flash and * up, like a camera That phone ring, I'm baggin' * up, but I ain't trappin' her You been at they throat, lil' dog, I ain't mad at ya This ain't what you want, lil' dog, this * bad