Aftermath

[Intro] All this fuck shit man T don' fuck up man I'm droppin 12 mixtapes a year You know how I'm rockin man, Gang Bitch [Hook] Got white like Eminem where yo aftermath? After math class I do chemistry with the fuckin Thrax Went business I'm getting money and countin' bands my fingers cramped Said fuck school but I'm getting a master's degree in countin' bands Told the dean I'm droppin out and then I dropped a bag I told him catch me on the TV or on On Demand Gotta turn up I dont expect yo ass to understand I put two horns up at your head you like a fuckin Ram He keep them 20's in his pocket call'em instagram [Verse] Youngest pull up in forgi's He say he got plugs around the town but ain't get no money Say he got thots, he got rocks Say he out here on plots, he be out here on blocks Trying to flip all the guap Trying to flip all his profit He said he don't but he got it Man yo bro is a hoe he prolly wearing nail polish I'm smokin chronic it's toxic I'm on it just like blue bonnet You talkin crazy out ya mouth then we go all in ya pockets Got pipes got pints, two left hands I can't right Cause i dont write, ion write leave you lefty in the night I like to roll like dice My bitch mean she ain't nice aight And I got this choppa turn yo car into a bike [Hook]