Many Men

Around my neck bitch not a rope
Pull in your block with a stick and scope
I don’t fuck with these niggas these niggas need hope
I come on your block bumping a coat
I bubble it down
Don’t fuck with these niggas, these niggas, they clowns
Came with the stick everybody get down
I pop me a perc and I smoke the whole pound
Found me a Glock in the lost in found
All my life been surrounded by hoarders
Pour wock in the Vitamin Water
Trapping it out bought my first pair of Jordans
Chopper make a nigga jump in like Corbin
Spin a bin, U-U, no foreign
He say he plug that nigga is cordless
Call Dude, he gon slide in a foreign
He wanted a QP got shorted
Pew pew out of the AR
I’m serving the goop out of the jar
So much Gucci could have bought a car
I’m shooting at niggas and they playing ball
I fuck on your bitch in she wanna have a menage
I’m posted up top the circle with Ahk
Im rocking D&G these niggas is peons
These diamonds on me they wet like a pond
I shoot with a pistol, they call me Bon
He gone
New Saint Laurent
We robbing the plug then we buying the farm
That nigga ain’t want no smoke like an alarm
Sticks on my hands they looking like pom poms
Come to that nigga door dressed like im Papa John’s
Lil fuck nigga not eating like Ramadan
Goofy ass nigga needa go to comic con
Delete your whole block with the mother fucking K
I’m outside all day just like a runaway
Chopsticks singing like it was a Sunday
I’m making too many plays up on that one way
Grew up a lowlife thinking bout gunplay
We pull up and rip, it turn into a runway
Pew pew pew fucking your good day
Turn these names into a new hood day