Fuk Dat

Ladies and gentlemen
Sorry for the computer malfunction
You witnessin Nario da Don
Haha
Show you what it really is
Let me tell you what’s really real
See
I got them m&m's lowkey that’s a synonym
Couple niggas Im finna kill
They was sleeping like Benadryl
Johnny Bread on the engineer
She gave me head right at center field
Got them perci’s for $ 10 a pill
Bout to murk you right in them timbs
Buckin curfew not sitting still still
All the shit that i’m spittin real
Over the stove with a Pyrex
I hit buddy five times and he ain’t ven die yet
I told hr I cheated on her that bih coldhearted
Mayne she ain’t even cry yet
These bitches be bias