Claim u smoking on dat loud but im smoking on dat crack
I just made sum shit but imma put it in da trash
I dont hate u bitch its just that ur music bad
At the end of the day its u coming up in last
Call me broke but ur broke
I just take it as a joke
Im so high up off that xan
Imma mf float
Im still smoking on dat crack
I might have a stroke
I got nothing else to add
Ill just go home
All dis gas in my eyes no i can not see
Number nine all on me i feel like a nazi
I get bands i get bands thats for certain
Think we cool we ain’t gang we ain’t working
Novagang is up (lol)
I dont give a fuck
Talking on my n words
Then u better duck
Ur bitch talk too much
She really want me to cuff
Give u one more chance
Then sorry ur out of luck