Get Off the Leash

I don't think I understand Mm-mm, yeah Ayy, yeah, what, yeah Stop playin' with me and lil Luis, Man, just got off the five M, hahaha Stop with that shit, man Nah, they ain't even knowin' bout the leash man, gotta get off that Backwoods on the case Backwood smoke it to the face I'm not one of these little boys, I will really kill one of y'all niggas, man I had to get off the leash I had to block her and then go delete Me and Luis used to sleep in the street Smoke gas, go to sleep, and repeat Hit her raw and then I don't clean the sheets Hit her, kick her out, and then go to sleep Wake up count some money, then brush my teeth I had to get off the leash and then go So many times I could've killed yo' bro So many times I could have smoked his pack So many times yo' girl was rubbin' my back So many times I could've stole yo' pack Called up lil' Maajins told him, "Send me a pack" I kept it real cause I can't fold on my slatt You kept it fake, I heard you told and you rat, gang Gang, Gang, Gang All of these niggas irrelevant Name up two rappers you know I'm not better than Sick like the flu, man I need me some medicine Sick like Ebola Your bitch I done stole her She eat up my dick like granola I'm riding around in the rover I'm just tryna keep my composure These niggas be talking they shit Till his life will be over I don't give a fuck Keep a hand on my rifle I make him see blood Like a bitch on her cycle She streaming my music off Apple and Tidal This dick never free Come and get you a trial That bitch in denial Her pussy so wet I can call it the Nile I swing through her city like my name was Miles (Hold on) Bitch I'm a rookie I want an empire, she gave me her cookie I'm giving out time, like the judge and the jury My vision was blurry She broke like I want a McFlurry I'm cooking these niggas I'm breaking more records than Curry These niggas be slower than Gary They carrying guns, but they still acting scary I popped me two percs cause I'm living like Larry I shoot like Ray Allen, I'm faster than Barry I don't want your pussy, don't care if it's hairy I just want the green, like I'm Cosmo the fairy That nigga a rat, like he on Tom and Jerry They throw on the cap, like the Platypus Perry He said that I'm Rare, And I said nigga Very I'm spitting more magic than Harry I'm spitting more magic than Quidditch My nigga just quit it I'm all on your head like a cap that was fitted So many times I could have smoked his pack So many times yo' girl was rubbin' my back So many times I could've stole yo' pack Called up lil' Maajins told him, "Send me a pack" I kept it real cause I can't fold on my slatt You kept it fake, I heard you told and you rat, gang I got off the leash, told that boy to get lost I got yo' bitch favorite song on TikTok I'm in yo' house posted wit' a big Glock I got a shooter, he lookin' like BabySantana, He kinda little with some dreadlocks Glock 19 wit' a beam at ya headtop Pull out the AK-47, aim it at you, that's a dead opp And I got that lil nigga wonderin', like, "What is this shit on my head?" It's a red dot And I wouldn't go fuck on that bitch but I'm gettin' that throat Cause that ho' give the best top I'm finna slide on that nigga Three times wit' the K, think I'm in the Klan Bitch, I got a Glock 9, make him rewind, Got a fuckboy pissin' his pants If you tryna fuck, damn, You outta luck, Had to tell that bitch she ain't got a chance Slide into yo' hood, nigga, Like, "What's good?" What's up in this wood? Nigga, that's yo' mans What's up in this wood? Nigga, that's yo' brother Damn, I got a cutter You know my Glock got a dick, Yo' Glock got a dick, No Lil Nas X, they fuckin' each other And I'm not finna cap, I'm not with the funs, Let's put down the guns, Let's see who is tougher And I'm not finna cap, Ya mom is a slut, Might pop out the cut and fuck on ya mother And I'm not finna cap, When I hit from the back, That shit was a act, I'm yvngxchris Tucker And I'm not finna cap, Post up in the trap, bitch, I got the strap but yvngxchris tuck her (What?)