You aint got no racks aye, stop allat cap
Hit my twin up like where you at, getting more more hoes grinding my stats
Run up checks up at the mall, I aint even holding back
Spotted two lil fine hoes, got some tats up on their neck

Like on me, where my shorty on me
Boutta make my family proud of me 
Ex got no home she on the meat, good that bitch for the streets
To rich, for the economy 
I don’t pay no taxes, yeah I’m free 
Act broke to stay as high as me, broke nigga supremacy
She like drinking wock, fixing her glasses sipping codeine 
She like drinking lean, acting nerdy on promethazine
Bring more drugs to class please, fuck nigga tried to take em from me 
Man like fuck that tooly, show that boy some belt to ass beating
Yeah, I can tell you lost you don’t even know what
Heavy set withdrawals but I’m still going up
Fuck it, got new ops put they ass on the run
Black jeans black hoodie, boutta go rob something 
Hoes be tryna fuck shit that ain’t no problem 
Looking at me dumb like you fucking lost something 
Boy you don’t sip no act bitch, that’s the problem 
If he say some real slick shit he gon get slimed out
Stop allat fucking cap, for shit get hostile
Niggas really trapped out, in the fucking condo 
This party shit get loud i don’t even know what 
Shit disorientating 
a nigga gotta decompose yuh

You aint got no racks aye, stop allat cap
Hit my twin up like where you at, getting more more hoes grinding my stats
Run up checks up at the mall, I aint even holding back
Spotted two lil fine hoes, got some tats up on their neck


Who is tryna text me I ain’t even got no friends yuh
Niggas who got less than me, don’t fucking speak up
If you not my kinfolk or my gang you just fucking suck
This hoe ain’t got no lust, why the fuck you even hear yuh

12 ain’t got my mug, oh well oh well yuh
Them boys ain’t on my level, we can tell we can tell yuh
Some niggas think they grim reapers, they ain’t well in the head yuh
Every time I move they leash, oh well that’s expected yuh 
Spice up the block like hot sauce 
Niggas ain’t done till I get all my shots off
Take all them drugs like a popstar 
Too many hoes I just feel like a rockstar 
Paint that boy shirt like it’s tie dye 
Everyone see me I get all the spotlight 
Bitch I do shine like a starlight 
Feel like a leader I was born with the birthright 

I know, antisocial generation 
Why you talk to niggas who don’t like you
You say you strapped, you don’t even pull no triggers 
Everything in this world a complication 
Don’t stain my damn AF1s on my feet yuh 
Yo music suck I don’t want no damn feature
I been alone so I’d rather get this bag yuh 
Wire tap my phone still can’t catch me yuh

Who is tryna text me I ain’t even got no friends yuh
Niggas who got less than me, don’t fucking speak up
If you not my kinfolk or my gang you just fucking suck
This hoe ain’t got no lust, why the fuck you even hear yuh

lethal frame

Dashokami