Like the beetles

Niggas want take my kindness for weakness Idk why they want to play lot niggas hate me for who I am I’m the man be the man Peter Pan she my number 1 fan she wanna do only fans yea I play with them rubber bands got her dancing like a stripper yea ima flip her like a patty yea she got a phatty yea she a baddie yea she call me daddy im a trapper im a trapper im trapper steady getting to the paper paper chasing lot niggaas hating they see me riding they want to see me riding dirty yea I keep me a 40 cock it back and I buss on you niggas shooting shit like the Patrick’s dodging bullets like the matrix Ik lot niggas hate me but they can’t stop me Ik lot niggas want to be me that’s why I carry all the weight on my shoulders yea my heart gets even colder