Shit Bag

How the fuck y’all been slanging iron, nobody died yet
He took a couple shots to the stomach, now the bitch can’t digest
I’m with the shits, two Glocks with dicks, I think them bitches bisex
It turn out bad, he lose his ass, If where his thighs at
Rusty ass stick, this bitch a throwback, I’m a gangster and they know that
He yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his fro back
Come alone, catch yo ass while you at home, step like a doormat
Make it, the stick hit you in your neck all where your throat at
Bitch, I might do you bad, I just might flash, I ain’t talking Kodak
Take off them fucking pants, put on a pad with your lil hoe ass
Tryna run off with my sack, bitch, I’ma clap, leave you with no back
Bitch, you ain’t in the trap, that shit be cap with your lil broke ass
Like bust a head about that shit, what the fuck you waiting for?
When I was broke as fuck, I ain’t have shit but my .380 tucked
We smashed the whole car so when it’s war, bitch put the up
He act like he don’t love his life, bitch that’s what I’m gon' take it for
How the fuck you niggas thuggin but ain’t slung no iron yet
Point that bitch where his mind at and knock his fucking line back
And I’ma see about you and bitch you gon' bleed about it, for trying that
Catch you hat, you get a sack just like a fucking line back
But tell me this
How the fuck y’all been slanging iron, nobody died yet
He took a couple shots to the stomach, now the bitch can’t digest
I’m with the shits, two Glocks with dicks, I think them bitches bisex
It turn out bad, he lose his ass, If where his thighs at
Rusty ass stick, this bitch a throwback, I’m a gangster and they know that
He yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his fro back
Come alone, catch yo ass while you at home, step like a doormat
Make it, the stick hit you in your neck all where your throat at