Warning
• Written by DrummaBoi
I know I'm not the Drummer boi that I use to be
what is this music this ain't the shit that it use to be
To much people in here eliminate them cuz there's to
Many a thot with a big ass now she feeling real
Sexy say I owe you shit I don't owe u a dam penny
There gonna be bullets in your brain (how much)
About twenty feel like Jason Voorhees a real
Killer and a heavy ass machete I can be
Nice but not friendly load up the Draco
Now im real deadly got iced out chains
These niggas feeling envy but not the same
Rappad now it got me feeling empty
Tryna make it out But just barely
Hit a nigga like I'm gonna blitz
Thot took of here t shirt some big ass tit's
I love my homies more girl
Know your limits u is annoying anyways
Forget about them digits gotta
Stay strapped anything can happen
In minutes don't be a bunch of chickens
Might be a big bitch miss the old rappad
Now got me feeling like garbage
This is a ransom nigga now u owe me money
Cuz I got ur bitch hostage say your smart u forgot
Your gun use your dam knowledge jump off a cliff
Now u realize your falling I hanged up on her
And this bitch still calling thankfull
I woke up this morning don't fuck wit me
And that's your final warning
Cuz we started this gangster shit and this is all
The thanks I get taking the pain by smoking
This cigarette I just might me a big
Mess but ik I'm blessed you ain't nothing
Compared to me ur just a guest
Yall east and south but nigga we west
Talking shit then I won't protect you
But fuck might as well forget you
I'll 1 v 4 kill them niggas I'll still win
How much you wanna bet we'll you
Lost bitch u in debt
Cheat code turn into a glitch
Fuck Around you dead last thing I say is bye bitch
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DrummaBoi
Member since March 5 2024