Cypher (feat. FlashyD, Big Wood & Vlo Key)

Boy I touched my first band before I was a teen

I'm the head of the game

Like the A team

If the chop got eight rails

I need eight beams

Boy you need to stop rapping

You got eight streams

These **** studs

They some bitches In disguise

Think these **** all tough

Y'all some bitches in our eyes

Ran off on the plug

Got me feeling like I'm plies

You ain't never touched a band

Boy stop it with the lies

You don't got no pros

You just with the hoes

Steady eating off yo family

Boy yo parents need a loan

These **** acting up

So we sending **** home

Like a teacher I'll get a **** mama on the phone

Tie her ass up and leave her starving in the basement

If you come and try to save her

Leave yo ass on the pavement

Quick to drop a pussy ****

Like y'all **** do a statements

White buffs but the other side black like I'm racist

Yo bitch can't resist me when I text

She tryna fuck

We like goose

Every time we slide down

You **** duck

We so up on the score

I swear to god you **** suck

We so icey get the sticks

And slide down like a puck ****

Yea

These **** hoes til they show me different

I just took both my hoes and bought em both extensions

My nine don't really like my drac

But they both my bitches

Stupid

I bought em both extensions

Choppa got a kick

Cause the clip long as a leg

These **** must be stupid

Talking bout they on my head

If I want it imma swipe it

I ain't gotta spend no bread

But still got roll on me

Just in case the peices dead

Good 762's

Feel a pussy up with lead

The opps tough

Til I make they day day

Like I'm Craig

Knew my dog was a snake

I done seen that **** shed

You not solid

You the only **** talking to the feds

Me and Brody in this bitch

We finna make a movie

I just wanna fuck

Don't be expecting me to eat the coochie

Always speaking on the gang

I think these **** fruity

In the whip cruising

With yo bitch

You know she wanna do me

Live it up

This for sauce we getting fucked up

A **** play with us

He getting fucked up

Yea

These 223s get heem slumped up

Like he got a line up

We get em touched up

Yea

Pussy

This that murder talk

We let off like thirty shots and then we skirted off

You **** bitches

How you dissing

I never heard of y'all

When you see me I got my strap bitch ion gotta call ****

**** say he took some from me

Shit

Not at all

**** trying me

He got some balls

He must be off some dog

**** claiming Bs until he bleeding

Yea we dropped yo dog

Bitch what you want

I got some perkys and some aderall

Glock 22

22 shots

Add eight mo

Brody just called

They want a band for that draco

We don't shoot for nothing

Bitchwe passing out halos

Yea

These ot bitches love my lingo

Ion sip lean

But I smoke **** to the face tho

I ain't gotta say a name

You know bro a let that k blow

Dissing for attention

Get you shot up in yo face tho

Ten bands to the lawyer

That's for him to make that case go

We don't shoot for nothing bitch we popping **** tops

**** use to dick suck

Then turned into some opps

Thought we was playing until we sent they ass some shots

You posting guns still can get yo ass dropped ****

Get yo ass dropped I ain't talking bout a five

**** talking on the gram

Til we really come and slide

With my **** Deno

Throwing shots out the ride

**** slide down this way

Shit

Tell that **** how

All my **** strapped

Boy don't get yo head pushed back

With my **** Deno

We don't lack

Call my baby Wayne

Tell him throw me on a track

Got a thirty on this bitch

Hell naw ion scrap

Fr ****

When I pull my mask down

I'm tryna drill ****

And I got a lil grimey **** that a steal ****

Yea

I'm talking bout stealing souls

Give that boy a thirty

He a snatch you out yo clothes

Bitch you know key

I ain't gone play with em

Just got off the phone with tae

He bringing k's to me

Pussy really think it's sweet

Until that drac hit em

Now he on the stretcher

Mama crying

And his brains missing

Bitch head was so good

I took her brain with me

Can't beef with hoe ****

Put some pape on em

Bitch say I'm acting different

Hoe I'm out of town

Let a **** play with nutty

He catch a 100 round

Let a **** fuck with me

And imma gun him down

I just put a six in this Fanta

Hoe don't talk to me

Getting all this money

Why you think these bitches stalking me

I get on a beat and beat his ass like it's Rodney king

Pussy ass **** talking shit

But it ain't stopping me

Who hard as me

Nobody bitch

Stop asking

Pussy tried to slide

And got his head blew backwards

I hit the stores twice

I be sliding with some action

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