33

[RoadRunner}
33 a zip if you want … if you want it raw
(Aye) 33 a zip if you want it raw put a two on a one they still noding off,
How you turn in hard and it was just some soft
Over hit the dope watch me get in off, Caught up in the plays I had to catch
Started with gram turned it to two I had to stretch it, Cut the dope with (?
) grab the fetti than I bless it (Hmmm)
Heard you beat her ass cause we were texting (Stupid), RoadRunner bitch I got
my check up
Looked out of a nigga showing love than I got set up, Should of put some money
on your head and got you wet up
But you gone see this glow bitch im next up, Rule number 1 with that blender
put mask on
Fuck around and die off contact if you laugh wrong, Work a nigga phone then got
caught up like a bad song
Now you fly everyday but yo cash gone, Bitch I make this rap shit look easy
If I said I make five bands off a zip would you believe me, Talking like you
trap you went to jail for a dv
I were serving at Mike & Allen you were probably wacthing tv (you a house
nigga), Bitch you number two likes it February
You daddy snitch and you inside bitch its a rat a Terry, I got a Draco with my
L’S, So bitch I’m never worried if my back against the wall I shoot like Steph
Curry
That money on you head I’ll send it on my neck, 223's man I put them in you
chest
I can ice you out throw you couple zips of meth, The work would last if I hit
it with that strecth
Mailman Im at you fucking doorstep, Up a 4 it hit like a horse kick
We already won might as well forfeit, Can’t copy the drip cause you can’t
afford it
Its not no cap in my rap, Bitch I got it out the mud nobody fronted me no pack
She know Im a dog but let my play with that cat, Ran up the bag now I play with
that sack
Old money new glow fell in love with the blender left my old hoe,
Rapping like you tripping but didn’t never sell dope made fifteen bands off of
serving white folks