Lyrics What Name - Young Pressure

Who am I just an addict with the passion yelling what name
These mother fucking pigs keep on asking I'ma cut brains
I don't know a thing zip my mouth off a substance
Coming in get out ya ass out with all that fuck shit
Tell me that I'm dirty haven't showered in a week
And there's nothing that can hurt me from the power of ya weak ass
Green everywhere rolling up some weed grass
Rappers ink running thin like a cheap tat
If he's bad what do others sound like
It don't matter either way like I'ma lose a crowd fight
What name I got none
What name and who's it about
Take my money putting blades in the roof of ya mouth
I'ma split even dead before you get to breathing
Outta place for me it is too convenient
I'm here for today then gone the next
Whatever that you gotta say it is on ya chest
Better tell it bitch fore it feast on ya mind
Sit and contemplate for days eats all your time
Say it to my face no read or decline
Die four life entertainment
Snakes on my belt same one she getting spanked with
Watch your language kid how the fuck I'm supposed to do that
Y'all report what's happening like working for newscast
Job get on my cock and stay on it
Get on your knees my dick she bout to pray on it
Sucking up ya words for the glory end of story starting something else
Hit it in the morning then I'm barging off to hell
Beat the devil up with two middle fingers
Rapping isn't rapping looking for a little singer
Dude's fucking groupies so alone is where I bring her
If she deep throat a diamonds on her finger
Mess with me no I'm trigger happy
It's not about what you want it's what you give exactly