Hussein

Okay okay Okay okay Okay okay We ain't the same This shit I claim Your bitch is made So switch your lane The haterade I know you taste it We fucking dangerous As rusty stainless Could honestly give a damn fuck what you thank Bottles to grip and the blunts to the face Karma a bitch so we fucked till she came We got problems my nigga it's coming your way All of these kids got their funds from the weight Run with a zip not a gun in the waist Suburbs we sling it's the humblest place We just order that shit and it comes in the days Tabs on tabs on tabs on tabs on tabs Flip flop them sacs flip flop them sacs on sacs on sacs Forget the batch my nigga batches on batch on batch on batch Now we stack on stack on stack Ill say im sorry I put rapping out that shit was on delay I was trapping out my parents house that shit could get me paid.As them applications handed out I filled they told me nay As my daddy said this land were ons way different for this race I said okay O fucking Kay As kids these days They go get blazed To numb these pains And and that demand is on that raise. So called my gang And copped that 8th And upped that weight With Them 28s straight fucking banked And now I laught at all these people Been taxin on the d-Low Baggies on that green dose And that cash is all that we know Fashions all to flashing like an asterisk on these negros Sadly that's a habit all this dirty moneys on clean clothes Shorts are muddy bought weeks old Sort of funny how we flow Flirt with hunnys that squeeze slow Work the blunt till that steams slow Alex just got tatted asking how hell paint his teeth gold It's that power to the people Hours tick for zeros Sour from these flowers Have my bowser mode on cheat codes Decoured all the towers that empower all my weak foes Your team is on a crowd and Ik nee deep with my amigos Shoutout my nigga Kiko My homie Cody fiends though Im overstressed god damn And im overdressed Alls to say is I'm under rated Running hot sands On my palm stand And ain't broke a sweat Got fans Just know who's next You Pop bands I just hold the checks Its a no to spend I just go invest Then As I wait a minute Then I go collect And you can't overdome On looseleafs got that uzi Pop Blue stings with that blue ink I just shoot squeeze on your new beat As you see we them new kings Moved in to consuming All the fruits Youve been producing Sad for you I see your losing Nigga