Meech

3hunnit what’s popping ****

Da biggest it’s g

17 shots my glee

I don’t trust nothing but me

I thought I was trippin I saw codeine when I pee

Walked in the back of tootsie they didn’t ask for my id

Bitch rubbed me I went to sleep

Threw a perk back now I’m geeked

I pour deuces in my juices

I put vvs on my teeth

My new pendent hitting up crazy you know wafi did this piece my lil cousin 17 he ball like in the league

Lil hoe ask me for a blessing I couldn’t do nothing but sneeze ap on my left arm I hit bitches w the stiff arm

Naw ain’t got shit for em

Bust a nut and a stiff arm

Him and dat baby dead on this verse I jus went fed

I got plenty chips and cheese but still I want my bread

I’m feeling joc in this bitch it’ll go down

Put a bitch on a perk maker go down

Roscoe dash on a bitch imma show out

Fucc **** play pop his ass like a blow

King of da trap bitch I’m feeling like meech

Saved by a bell call me 3hunnit screech

Ain’t sharing shit bitch I’m playing for keeps

My young **** sliding they gone spin for free

Give a fucc what heard yeen fuckin w me

Got my name out the streets from maneuvering ps

This shit really in me I do it with ease like Kareem on the block alley ooping these ps bitch I’m da 1 not da 2 aye I’m really different a whole other breed

I been having racks wtf do you mean

Coffee cup full of wocki I’m sipping on lean

I’m at where I’m at off of $10 grammy’s

Posted up in da hood on da porch at my granny’s let a fucc **** play imma shoot like Ray Allen most of these **** be ball capping

**** be pussy go put on some panties

**** be sweet like a bag of some candy

18 for da plat Peyton Manning

Put this shit in they face let em know dat I’m having I put dat shit on when I pop out

No lames in the picture get cropped

Geeked off a zan and I hope I don’t nod off strapped like da purge I got sticks like top golf living life on the edge but 3hunnit won’t fall off

Got my foot on they necks call me 3hunnit walk dog I’m feeling like 30 this fat **** gettin off

These **** fake like they cut w some fentanyl

I’m feeling joc in this bitch it’ll go down

Put a bitch on a perk maker go down

Roscoe Dash on a bitch imma show out

Fucc **** play pop his ass like a blow

King of da trap bitch I’m feeling like meech saved by a bell call me 3hunnit screech

Ain’t sharing shit bitch I’m playing for keeps

My young **** sliding they gone spin for free give a fucc what heard yeen fuckin w me

Got my name out the streets from maneuvering ps

This shit really in me I do it with ease like kareem on the block alley ooping these ps

Bitch I’m da 1 not da 2 aye I’m really different a whole other breed

I been having racks wtf do you mean ?

Coffee cup full of wocki I’m sipping on lean