AzChike - Burn Rubber Again

He a opp what the fuck I'm gon fight for?
Shed light on yo block with this lightpole
Dumb nigga, Broke Boy, pockets lypo
All caps you sucking dick, it's not a typo
Aye
I got a bitch who gon fight hoes, aye
I got a bitch who gon light hoes - white girl
I got a bitch who gon wipe nose
Who dropping bread on the head
Then she might roll
Now look at this clip and look at this stick
From here to Hong Kong
Bet a nigga won't trip

I've just been on my tip
Bitch I can't lose focus
Bitch
You ain't seen a nigga since
The news rolled 'em
Aye
Suicide slam, swang that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench
Ain't no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? Nigga
Keep yo chin up
Hit em with that yack, drink that Hen up
I been up, bitch, just like Tony
Leave him holy if I know that nigga owe me

I just been on my shit bitch, truth be told
Fuck a bitch nigga new or old
Cut a bitch quick I don't play
Get a newer role
Found yo day one niggas in the sewer hole
Bust a brick down in a bitch face
She want dick so I take a brick break
First time, last time any time a bitch late
Bitch it's Chike, it's the cult
Yeah the lit way

I've just been on my tip
Bitch I can't lose focus
Bitch
You ain't seen a nigga since
The news rolled 'em
Aye
Suicide slam, swang that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench
Ain't no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? Nigga
Keep yo chin up
Hit em with that yack, drink that Hen up
I been up, bitch, just like Tony
Leave him holy if I know that nigga owe me

Aye, cookie pack strong and it
Come from the bay
Make the plug ándele
Why you lying talking 'bout I
Got expunged from yo case?
What your point you trying make with
A gun in your face?
Square poppin shit like she
Ain't with the business
Dick sucking queen, God is my witness
Broke my wrist in a pot then
I stunk up the kitchen
Aye, whole block smell me kicking
Aye, Glock to his chest
Bet that nigga breathe different
Bitch nigga, rich nigga, breed different
You was on that baby bottle
I was pouring purple lean in it
Stay around, play around, hoe I leave bitches
These bitches, aye, off the fee bitches
Overseas I'll see you when I see bitches
Bleed bitches
Book-smart, I can read bitches
Let her top me then I leave
Like to tease bitches

I've just been on my tip
Bitch I can't lose focus
Bitch
You ain't seen a nigga since
The news rolled 'em
Aye
Suicide slam, swang that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench
Ain't no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? Nigga
Keep yo chin up
Hit em with that yack, drink that Hen up
I been up, bitch, just like Tony
Leave him holy if I know that nigga owe me

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