Boy:Darlin u tried ur best but it just don?t work between us sorryyyyyyyyy im sorry Chorus: And im tellin u im not going We both share the same the
Fronting like you really doing all that shipping Man you gotta be, gotta be kidding Don't even try cause my weapon is hidden My nigga is ready to do some
Weapon when you take her home to meet your mother she was a superstar backseat of my car those days are over now, but life goes on, yeah Your new girlfriend is
time I see him at the 7-11 I'ma turn my skateboard into a deadly weapon I roll up On my independence And ask this slut Who her big ass friend is I can
have the rap bitches for dinner. This is for my gentlemen in button-ups and khakis This is for my nigga 7-up in Castaki This is for my niggas whellying
No Blood On Da Freaks Chyea Wut Is Ur Problem, Wut Is Ya Beef I Bet It Be I Whurr Is My Peace, Where Is Da Love Like Where Is Da Chief, Im Ready To Die
to my people on the block For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon My infrared scope got your movements on zoom Boom new toon, write songs in my room Sleeping
ruthfully your sick you need to be kicked See I'm getting my loaded weapon you get on my nerve I go click Guys think they own their girlfriends females
, now hold up, now hold up Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born,
greasy, down south with the bud Run running like a rhino, spittin on vinyl This is my final gun Run breakin' that spinal, this is my title Y'all get
I'm the leprechaun, but I sell methadone Marijuan, heroine, ten year run marathon My hood like Lebanon, but that is Benetton You up in sumin' fly, I got my weapon
Thought of something cool, rhymes definitely pumpin' Bassline groove and kick, drum thumpin' Using my mind like a Webster encyclopedia Pooh-Man is selling out and this is
sittin they cryin out laughin The game is all you know so you in it to win it right? Trippin a gang o' bullets decided to find a fight Life is scattered
Harder The Cash Gets Bigger im A Cash Money Nigga Got Weapons 4 Days and My Flow So Sick It Was Tested 4 Aids im A Cash Money Nigga Got Weapons 4 Days and My
Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have the rap bitches for dinner This is for my gentlemen in button-ups and khakis This is for my nigga 7-up in Castaki This is
double R lean and if it's for me, then it's foreign I mean my cars, I mean my clothes, I mean my hoe's, I mean my flows You dress different round then
