spidaguru - HAHAHA

I'm runnin' with that sack, I feel like faulk
Don't be mad at me, you broke, nigga, that's your fault
Bro serving lines of green, yeah, I call that nigga the Hulk
Tell that ho, I don't wanna talk, I need awesome jawsome
I feel just like that nigga Jamal, the way I fucking cross em
I feel like Spaghetti, the way that all this sauce on me
Chopper hit his body, divide him to fourths, that nigga taco meat
I'm posted on the north, I'm with the north side, norwegian
The gas I smoke exotic, swear to God, it got me fuckin' wheezing
I stay with my slime like,yak gotti it I ain't YSL
If I ever go to jail, Im paying my bail, I can't sit in on cell
Never seen me with a ugly girl, always fine as hell
Bricks all the bells in the mail, yeah, it's in the mail
Buddy, caught a motherfuckin' shell, yeah, he caught a shell
Doing all that motherfuckin' talking now he caught a L
Keep it G like Tony yayo, I'm sippin' lean, lean-over
Yo bitch, a mean, mean gulper
See 12 bitch, I ain't pullin' over
V12, you know it shake the road
Gen five, take his soul, they want that phase one flow
No phase one, it's phase four
Take a nigga, main hoe
Give it back, cause I don't wreck homes
Feds tapped my damn phone
He want smoke, let's get it on
Nigga be silly as fuck, for real
I'm goin' so fast, I'm losin' the wheel
If I pull out my gun, I'm shootin' to kill
Roll
Roll down on a opp, Wanna show em my skill
Nigga thought it was sweet, He get pressed like a pill
7-6 hit, get cracked like a seal
Too legit to quit, get hit with this hammer, nigga
MC, screw it up, slow it down
just like Pimp C, these niggas gotta move
When I release, arachnophobia season
Ain't got time for beefing with none of these heathens
Niggas be fucking peasants
So much green, it's stuck up in my pocket
Look like a ball of lettuce

Written by:
Daivion Crawford

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