Anderson - you're not

(My name is)
I don't even know that whore
I left that line on the floor and
I don't even snort
Should of head
Straight for the door now
He left dead on the porch
Got placed in the morgue
Whats love
Wussup
Give it to the ladies in the club
I left out the back throwing up
Had stacks full of ones niggas don't
Reach for the glove niggas reach
Straight for the gun
But the bullet pack a punch
(Look)
Dope for the thrills and the D make
Her scream in her hills
She like how it feels i told her
I was born in the hood
But my voice sound white like bill
And speaking of the bill
I made her pay for the bill
And I ain't even finish those ribs
Went straight to the crib
Fuck Covid
But shit got real when her dad
Walked in
He was mad then a bitch
Look
Dope and the weed and the lean
And the crack for the Fiends
I pack those things
With the ghat we can spat your jeans
And her ass so fat
Had to reach I rap what I preach
But it hurt when I sneeze
Like a shirt when the tag in the back
Godda leave niggas get mad
When I heat cause I act
Bad on the beat
Like mike with the sneaks
Nigga wait
(Uhh)
You're not nigga I don't know who
But you're not nigga
(On the block) you're not
(Where it's hot)you're not
And when it's time to pop
You'll run to the cops
(My nigga)
I stay where it's hot my nigga
Like a hill or the stars
Imma aim for the top my nigga
Then aim at your top my nigga
Blow your brain out the frame
Now your name who shot my nigga
Eenie meenie miney mo
I catch your hoe right by the toe
And if she hollers grab her shoulders
Told yah I'm the coldest with
The flows and now it rains
And pours on yah
Call it how you wanna when yah
Bitch she see me
Ride me like a roller coaster when
It's over block her number
That's the definition of a social
Distancing
My latest fashion on some vintage shit
My latest rapping on some killing shit
I'm killing shit every time I click
On the pen and shit I get racks
Like a gym with a membership
You niggas trash like the bin and shit
And every time you rap you right back in the pin and shit
I'm like a bird in the wind and shit
And when I dunk the rim I'm like
Vince wit it
(God damn)
Look at my Levi's I really got three eyes
Look how I revise and edit my sentences just like a rewind when you see something that's to live
This off the top
(Off the top
Like them bitches that's Twerking
At vlive you can get hit wit this
Stick but you won't get the rewind
You and your girlfriend a peon
Pull up and hop out the bins
With my jeans off nigga
(Bitch ass nigga)
You're not nigga I don't know who
But you're not nigga
(On the block) you're not
(Where it's hot)you're not
And when it's time to pop
You'll run to the cops
(My nigga)
I stay where it's hot my nigga
Like a hill or the stars
Imma aim for the top my nigga
Then aim at your top my nigga
Blow your brain out the frame
Now your name who shot my nigga

Written by:
dwayne smith

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