Mr. Patic Lyrics

Big gun I keep that static

I don't want your hoe

I already had it

Give me my flowers

Yeah a Nigga had it

My favorite teacher Nigga shout out patic

You not in the hood

You don't want no static

Ain't heard of me

Under the rock like Patrick

Me and D three guns that's a hat trick

On dnd no Ian get your message

Man the mask got ears like I'm trying to be Batman

Wanna hit me back n forth like badminton

I cheated twice yeah ima admit it

I'm trying to be better be loyal to the women

Come get my ass Nigga why you ain't spinning

These Niggas be talking like they women

I get on a track and you know I'm winning

You know my past yeah I get it

I'm done with the gas yeah I quit it

Without the gas Nigga be twitching

I don't understand

Yeah I don't get it

Nigga be a man come get my ass

Can't see your son

Nigga how could you laugh

Can't see your son Nigga how could you be good

I'm blind ass fuck nigga I cannot see good

Eating that food Nigga make sure you're seed good

Nigga doing big things like he should

I'm trying to be calm I'm not trying to be a preacher

These Nigga see I'm on and they try to be a leacher

Like the only one I talk too is like Leah

But Niggas don't understand how I live

Like for my bro I give my rib for my bro I give my life

Man I'm trying to do right