Barely Breathing

We pull up in that function, and this shit gon' get real funky
Bitches love me, I make money, try to take it, you a dummy
Ain't no use in talking, make one call and they gon' pull up on me
Ain't no fronting, bitch, you know we coming

Pull up, slide in, a hundred deep
I'm going bad, I feel like meek
The shit I smoke ain't for the weak
You fell off, nigga, lost your peak
Real nice, Dime Piece, she got some pretty feet

The way she throwing ass and sucking dick, this hoe, she coming back
I fuck with her technique
She change the look up every day
I might just call the bitch Mystique
Asking me what I like about her, I just told her, she unique

This pistol hitting like a shotty, call this bitch a Mozambique
You niggas struggle to get racks, it's like y'all playing hide and seek
We gettin bands like every week
I'm getting paid, feel like I'm in RPN

She spend a day with me, then you ain't finna see yo bitch again
She stuck on me, but I don't want her, she not even a 10
We ridin' a Tonka, we ridin' a Benz
I just saw my unc, he out of the pen

Crazy seeing him now and then
Last time I seen unc, I was fucking 10
Feel great to see unc got out again
Make the whole crowd jump when I go BENN

Remember them days I was stuck in the den
Dukes told me, I'ma be that man
So I ain't no damn losing, bitch, I'm finna win
Itching to get it, it's under my skin

Give me a challenge and I'm finna grin
Grittin my teeth and I'm getting a dub
I don't need a breather, I'm not getting subbed
I do not miss the way that I was

I like the new me more
I used to wear polo, now I wear Dior
I like to make money, I hate being poor
Give me the rock, I'm uppin the score

May hog the ball but, I hate to lose
Got a couple friends, I don't need more
Cause niggas be fake, they pick and choose
Not finna run all my toes on the floor

Ten toes down, you know how I move
They thought I had drowned, they found me on shore
They thought I had sinked, but I'm finna soar
Nigga, my flow is the nicest

I did not write this
I make this shit look priceless
Nigga you robin not Batman , you look like a sidekick
Nigga, you number two

And I'm number one, who the fuck is you
Future so damn bright, I can see the view
Nigga lower than the gum on his shoe
Feel like 23, play through the flu

I don't cook up, bitch, I brew
Don't cop shit, unless it's brand new
Leave a hoe twisted like a askew
That's the yo bitch she ran through

Bet the hair smell like cantu
Whole gang hit in grad school
Cuffin her, nigga, that's a bad move
If you stay with her, you a damn fool

Where yo pape, nigga, make a bag move
If you broke, nigga, that's bad news
Gas hitting harder than some damn fumes
Make a nigga trip like he off shrooms

Tweaking off the za, it look like he got a disease
I don't worry about the stacks, bitch, I make money with ease
So much ice up on my neck, I think that I'm about to freeze
Walk by me, might feel a breeze

Sorry if I make you sneeze
I been fucking for two hours and this bitch just started wheezing
She got the type of ass that you gotta squeeze the jeans in
Don't even know her race, I think she might be Indonesian

I won't fight no nigga if I do not have a reason
Only couple people in this world that I believe in
They have my back, so best believe that I'ma keep it even
Every day I'm working, so my pape steady increasing

Rapping while I'm tired, shit too easy, barely breathing