No Pt - Attention Freestyle

Dissing they do that shit for attention that's what's hoes do
Trust a hoe nah never I'm too P hoe I can't hold you
Old hundreds put up in that safe they growing mold too
Eli known to hop out walk shit down I thought they told you
Posted in a two door with four hoes n it's just me and twin
Why you cuffed that hoe like fifty cent that hoe fucked many men
Pockets thick all hell my bitches thin but nah my bitch a ten
Might as well link up with dj Khaled cause all I do is win
Why the hell he keep posting them straps but he won't blow that pistol
Getting bigger still riding round with Niggas that's could kill yo killers
Worth Seven figures so I gotta tell em don't like my ahh Bryson tiller
Go spin em Niggas talk down on Eli then I'm drop all them niggas
Sipping Act got voices in my head feel like I'm Randy
Touching racks I'm up might show my ass n they can't stand it
Quarterback threw bullets at his back now that boy Bambi
Hold on run it back bitch can't make me do shit you ain't my mommy
Told my granny sorry I been tripping just got use to sinning
I love my eater she suck dick and kiss it she ain't use to spitting
Ain't running neither walk down hit his fitted boy just stand on business
Just bought a pendant fmj like a snot hoe ain't no way we missing

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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