UNTITLED Lyrics

This shorty starting to give me

A reason

She be making me do the most

The fifth I be pleading

She foreign though born in Sweden

Dudes only making money for

The weekend

Like, when does your week end

Like, shit, might meet ends

She ain't answering my call

I'm beating my meat in

I can make my Glock start singing

They say they want more sativa

They fiending

Sipping on this cup

Now I'm leaning

I smoked too much

I think I'm dreaming

You talk so much for your crew

I wanna see under pressure what They do

You posting with heat

But forgot the morning due

Putting too much trust in

A snake you gone lose

Been in the game so long

You ain't making moves

Been in front of the line so long I'm shooting twos

Yeah, but I'm staying focused

Hit you with a psychosis

Swarm your entire click

Like some lotus

I ain't care about your motives

I'ma make your head part like Moses

Take a couple of doses

Maybe a couple more

Take a couple of whores

Take a couple shots

And now I'm fucking up my floor

Took a couple shots and now I'm Kicking down his door

I'm coming in hot with my

First degree robberies

And my tank full of armory Puncture your arteries

You know there ain't no stopping Me, why these bitches trying to Clobber me

I eat the kitty like hello

I'm just trying to get this

Bread like yellow

I'm playing you like an Instrument, no cello

Feel like LaMelo

I smoked too many Swisher sweets

Now I'm feeling mellow