Lyrics Bluff - CardingFraud

(Who hee, who hee, who hee, who hee, who)
(Haven got this beat)

BLUFF
Pussy boy, yeah you a chump
Leave yo bitch ass in the dump
Automatic in the trunk
Let em' have it he gon' talk
Pussy boy, I swing the blunt
Eat yo bitch like captain crunch
Talking shit boy but it's up
Talking shit boy, put em up
Blowing ear drums with the sauce
In the gash I'm in the cut
Don't get stabbed bitch don't get cut

I use brass and I use steel, iron man all in the field
Lil' rat you finna squeel
See yo lemon ass, I'm gonna peel
I see you talk but is you real
I see you talk but is you real?
(Aye, yuh) runnin' trippin' off a pill
(Aye, yuh) I'm like god damn what's the deal?
(Aye) tryna hit a mil, tryna hit a mil
(Aye) bitch let's be for real, get on the ground, kneel
(Aye) cuz I'm a fucking king and ima diе for real
(Aye) smoking gas cuz you don't know how I feel
(Yuh) you smoking gas cuz you think that shit is chill (yuh)
But when thе cops get you, you gon' cry and squeel
Fuck a record label you can't have my skills (NAH)