vent

you aint no killer I call up my boy hell take out your liver

like a take out deliver I can look into your eyes

make your momma cry take your heart right out your mind

I know you aint did shit all a damn lie

all that kid shit it aint your damn time

still aint did shit no food in the refrigerator

 

id fuck your sister so hard make the lights turn back on ima generator

broke ass nigga with that uber ill call you out to Houston

like a Oklahoma sooner you aint got no Ferrari I got some real shooters

I got homboys and I got troopers

 

but ive just been grinding tryna get the perfect pass to catch

you niggas get the ball and get hit too fast I sit back and

relax keeping the flow on full blast slowly making the perfect trap

I got game and I woudnt change for 100 stacks im remaining the same