##BEAT 1

##BEAT 2

i got bored

glock on my waist
got that switch on my waist
mask on my face 
got a mask on my face
25 shots no face no case
and im fucking with that dead niggas bitch
she don't mean shit
hit that bitch once then i leave her on the road
bitch painted white it looks like it just snowed
counting racks in the back of the class
stupid bitch got no ass
yeah for me thats a pass
not fucking with that hoe or no other fuckin thots
pull up on yo bitch yeah she suckin on my cock
choking on that shit she be sounding like a hawk
grinding all that cash and i do it on the low
got 3 bands made that shit a week ago
walkin round flexing all that bape 
drip left his mouth agape
asking me where i get my clothes from?
be your own person stupid broke ass bum
claiming you got sacks yet you ain't show no racks
getting called out nigga had to back track
fuckin with yo ops they be saying that you gay
hanging with my slimes yeah i see em everyday
toting on them poles made that nigga break his soles
pull up on his block and we taking all they souls

ski & glock - kali (prod fxndii)

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lyrics:
tired of this shit, clocked out of work, took my car out went and sold all these percs
and i'm trapping out the car, selling all these goods feeling like yo bitch cause i'm chasing the sack
and now i'm smoking on that pack fuck yo dead homie yeah you cannot bring him back
died on the street on the corner slingin crack
pussy ass hoe he got lit up in his back 
hopped out the back with my cliche on the side 
5 shots in the air y'all just gotta beware 
im coming to block you just lemme know where aint gotta be scared
fucked up off the drugs god bless the plug 
and im drinking all the henny 
leave the party dry all that shit is in my belly
ran out the function with the lean and the eddies 
hoe don't know how to throw a real getty
creep up to the house later sneak inside
took that bitch's shit yeah she supplied  
tired of this shit, clocked out of work, took my car out went and sold all these percs
and i'm trapping out the car, selling all these goods feeling like yo bitch cause i'm chasing the sack
and now i'm smoking on that pack fuck yo dead homie yeah you cannot bring him back
died on the street on the corner slingin crack
pussy ass hoe he got lit up in his back 
pussy ass hoe he got turned into a pack
pussy ass hoe got his name on a plaque
pussy ass hoe had no time to react
got bitched so hard shoulda been on blacked

trappin out the car - kali (prod. cyberia x astral)

first attempt at something that isn't a generic trap beat
produced by me