This one fo you, charles
[verse 1]
Born in the M-Town
Niga think he got the crown
Hit the blunt then pass it ‘round
Balla since the ultrasound
Drive the mustang hit the crowd
Shit just ain’t the same now
Now he up in prison cuz of fukkin’ murder, wow
[verse 2]
Brick by brick
He bag anotha chick
All up on his dick
3,4,5 there gon’ be six
Can’t believe this shit
This fukkin’ bad boy ‘boutta flip
Shooting threes like Curry baby nothin’ but a swish
[verse 3]
Hoppin’ on the PC
Wonderin’ if he gon’ be
Tryna steal my IP
Seein’ shit in 3D
Nah he playin’ Gang Beasts
Up all night with Brady
Playin’ till they sleepy
And they countin’ fukkin’ sheep
[verse 4]
3AM he gon’ be lurkin’
Through the streets in the Suburban
Tires screamin’ when he turnin’
In the backseat girls be squirtin’
[ending]
Burn a tank of gas
Finna put the world on blast
All these hoes be givin’ cat
Go go go they nevah last
Cum all on the leathah, sweet
Clean it up n’ repeat
Nah enough with this stupid fukkin’ rap
Cash me out, C-Moretto on the track