Fuckery

I’m a boss and you know you can’t fuck with me
Why, cause bruh, I’m not with the fuckery
Racks in my pocket it look like it stuck to me
If you a lame then bruh you can’t run with me
See me in public then I got a gun with me (bah, bah)
I shoot me a wannabe
Love to get active, that shit gettin' fun to me
Talk on the internet, see me and run from me
If I come through with the chop he gon' run from me
Call up D-Boy he gon' slide on an op with me
Call up yo bitch she gon' come give m top for me
And I don’t want her if she don’t giv it sloppily
And my boy Peezy came home off of robbery
Bitch I was broke I remember them starvin' me
He took a pic he (?)
Fell in love with this rap shit put my heart in it
He got the ring with (?)
Everybody got their own ain’t no (?)
And I’m straight glizzy gang ain’t no taurus
Pull out this Glock he run like he Forest
7.62 hit the hardest
Bitch I got gut aim, you my target
Bitch if I miss I’m hittin' yo partner
Bitch ya better check ya team I got starters
This is the real trap this the carter
I don’t believe the shit that you holler
Bitch it was trap or die, no option
And fuck 12 cause they ain’t gon' stop shit
I’m on that (?) shit, that (?) shit
Pac shit, 12 can’t stop shit
Fuck with me and get yo car hit
I’m a boss and you know you can’t fuck with me
Why, cause bruh, I’m not with the fuckery
Racks in my pocket it look like it stuck to me
If you a lame then bruh you can’t run with me
See me in public then I got a gun with me (bah, bah)
I shoot me a wannabe
Love to get active, that shit gettin' fun to me
Talk on the internet, see me and run from me
Extended the glizzy 2 choppas' up under me
These niggas muggin but (?) wanna be
Fuck from the back I’m in love with that booty
Niggas be hoes in they hood with no jewelry
Bitch I be everywhere feel like there’s 2 of me
Niggas they hate on a nigga cause I’m doin' me
I’m really thuggin ain’t know what to do with me
See me in public and I got the juice with me
(?) they fuck with me
Shootout with me and you live, that’s luckily
(?), don’t fuck with me
You know the lil nigga duckin me
Put that on god, no one touchin' me
I got the clutch when I ride that’s a must with me
Now lil mama wanna fuck wit' me
Bitch but you can’t get a (?) wit' me
Put that on god these racks stuck with me
I’m a boss and you know you can’t fuck with me
Why, cause bruh, I’m not with the fuckery
Racks in my pocket it look like it stuck to me
If you a lame, then bruh you can’t run with me
See me in public then I got a gun with me (bah, bah)
I shoot me a wannabe
Love to get active, that shit gettin' fun to me
Talk on the internet, see me and run from me