T.K.I.G

I ain’t come to play,
I’m too grown,
Fuck around with me,
Then yo head gone get blown,
Straight smooth off,
Y’all bitches soft,
Neck so cold,
That it got frost,
My Neck all black from the cold temp,
Yo neck turn green cause that gold tint,
Yo shit so fake,
And you a grown man,
Boy gone fake it till he make it,
His shit so simple,
His Shit so basic,
My Bitch Ass so fat,
Make you drop to your knees,
Goodness gracious,
Got more yams that potato pie,
Fuck around with me and yo gang gone die,
But fucking around with me is the thing that they ain’t gone try,
That stuff facts,
My teeth yellow cause the gold,
Yo shit yellow from the plaque,
Phantom got forgis,
And they real big,
I got hoes from way back,
That I can still hit,
Man,
Y’all better fall in line,
I gave yall plenty of time,
Man,
I got money,
I grind,
You a bitch you get stuck in a bind,
Never had to ask sucked on,
A lame ass dude is what I bust on,
When me and yo chick link,
We get our thrust on,
My brain slick,
No oil,
My shit so fresh it won’t spoil,
Turn a powder to rock,
By stirring the pot while it boils,
Never gone be broke,
Got a good job,
So many dead opps,
They got my wood clogged,
They Should’ve sat back,
When we told them the first time
Then they wouldn’t have got they hood mobbed,
We See the opps posted,
gotta kill that,
We caught them boys lacking,
We didn’t feel bad 

I know that it’s fucked up,
But that’s the way it goes,
If you want some beef,
Then I can come fillet them hoes,
Yo girl think we should be friends,
So she can make her throat,
Do what it does best,
Until my thing explodes,
I know that it’s fucked up,
But that’s the way it goes,
If you want some beef,
Then I can come fillet them hoes,
Yo girl think we should be friends,
So she can make her throat,
Do what it does best,
Until my thing explodes,
I know it sucks,
If I was you I’d prolly kill myself,
You don’t just have bitch in your blood,
It’s all up in your cells,
I’m Talking molecules,
The way we left boy dead,
Shit was diabolical,
And you know I stay with a lot of cash,
At least a wallet full,
All blue hundreds,
All blue strips,
You kissed on your girl,
After she sucked on my stick,
And before that I took a piss,
I can tame the cat,
I make it purr,
You make it hiss,
I’m big headed like a syndrome,
When pregnant bitches drink too much,
My flow so retarded,
Like it takes a short school bus,
The word play is clever,
And I try never,
My shit so sharp,
It would leave your body severed,
I be selling pies,
No Sheppards,

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