American boy who I be

Young paper chaser and a nigga who reap

Droppin the opps with hollows in the skeetSo if he a opp then you send him to me

Ion really fuck with no niggas who creep

We find where you at then we making a scene

We making a movie your house is the theme

You chase a bitch and get took of your feet

Daughter at home asking where you could be

I keep a Ruger right under the seat

You try to reach you get shredded like cheese

Sleight of the hand put hole in your tee

You tell your business they coming to me

We lay you out now they coming to see

If I want your head ain′t no coppin a plea

I gotta glock when I shot it it sting

I'm really focused on passing the ball

I′m Feeling like bron imma make sure we eat

Bitch im the reaper you'll die for a tweet

You ain't a killer been hiding for weeks

Posted on justus come spin Ian hiding

Feeling like curry we hitting from deep

And it′s two hundred to be next to me

And the promoters they prices ain′t cheap

We sell it out we ain't leaving a seat

And it′s one Kay if you want vip

Only bad bitches Could get in for free

We slut em out now they back inna streets

I'm with bro and he tweak like a safety

Yea he a demon he really on go

My nigga one fifty he shot like the navy

A seal what name him you call em the goat

We steady spinning and winning some more

Throw inna flag and I wrote down the score

If we going talk bout the shit in the past

Then we needa call up your niggas who ghost

And my nigga la jayy he a killer

Sliding for bro when we breakin and enter

We did the race like a sprinter

Fucking your bitch get her wet like swimmer

And give her dick till I fill her

Then take her out and she eat like a dinner

Yea she a slut but she fuck with a winner

Born in a church but she loving a sinner

I gotta opp but that boy a beginner

He be inside but he posting bout twin nem

Can′t trust a bitch cause she fucking that nigga

Can't trust a bitch cause she fucking that nigga

I′m with delly He don't give a fuck

And la jayy gotta switch and a pump

Blow your brains and put you in a dump

Smoking la wavy this shit got me slump

Send the blitz Ian talking no madden

Six in the dirt now they wearing your shirt

Fuck your hoes and we make them drop lo's

From all that dissing you laying in dirt

Matter fact and we shot your hearse

Pastor say it′s a family curse

Spin that block la jayy and 1k

Dropping a song by the end of the day

We don′t miss so the opp niggas hate

Don't fuck with squares I might be out of shape

We got switches they hit you like jake

Better be ready your life is at stake

We lay you out have you sleeping like nate

We Got some pistols and mags and some dracs

And I ain′t talking bout niggas who sing

I'm really talking bout Shit that′ll ring

I'm with Brodie we don′t give a fuck

And We spending and living it up

Saw a hoe at the spot with a butt

I got a bitch but I'm still tryna fuck

She a ten so I'm nutting in her

And I′m geek so I′m covering her

Cover her up bro cover her up

In this game man this shit could get ruthless

Saw my bro on the ground he was toothless

I was young I ain't think niggas do this

Now why you see why I threw him in sewage

And don′t question me bitch is you stupid

I got bitches they love me like Cupid

Im a pimp I bring em to the movies

I ain't gone cap man these bitches some groupies

They ride my dick like I′m buying em Gucci

I'm getting lit now I′m ready for coochie

They say girls just wanna have fun

So they going call up some more like recruiters

Something new bitch I'm feeling like dora

Pussy wet and that shit getting deep

It Ain't worries bitch Im a explorer

I don′t use condoms I do what I want a

And my niggas can′t wait for the tape

Still in this bitch they'll never say former

With the priest I′m a spiritual donor

Take you out like I'm having a boner

Prolly have you layed up in coroners

Put you in a tombstone end of the story