Baraka - Come Correct

Ha Ha
All you Scallywags know that this shit's about to be , mother fucking groovy
Ok , let me stop
No , no , no , no
B-but for real though
Groovy
I'm Charlie , your an oompa loompa
Little midget your a mother fucking loser
Hold on tangerine let me get your booster
I might pop you like a percocet future
So junior is you gone gimme some money
You know my times is money so you wasted all of my money
Don't giggle little bitch you know that this shit ain't so funny
So Cough up or hop off my dick just like a bunny okay
You better write a check bitch
You better write a check bitch
You better write a check bitch
And if you broke you then better come correct bitch
Your damn attitude is insufficient like your funds
I got receipts lil shit I need my refund
You better shoot them funds just the way you shoot the gun
And if you broke you better then you better come correct bitch
Finish Them
I came to rap raps sing songs and conquer
I bet you wanna see me go full wakanda
But for no bum do I throw hands but I ponder
On how to swallow you on a Verse no water
Said when I came in this bitch I didn't come to party
Came to stack racks make many hits like Nicki
Make these boys, make these ops, make em all my minis
Wanna make all the m's wanna be the Mickey
Bitch
Groovy

Written by:
Baraka Chege

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