Текст песни BFAB - C4 Dvus

Yuh
Uh
Aye
We really official you niggas can stop it
I'm shooting with poise, I'm like pat in that pocket
I'm texting your bitch and her "bitch" best friend
Because I'm fucking all three, yeah I'm really that toxic
My cousin piru he be yelling what's popping
Jaquon think I'm Russ how I'm strapped with that rocket
Empty the clip even though one dropped him
Clean that boy up the forensics gone mop him
Shawty gone gobble like "fuck them kids"
And I giggle and watch the shit drip from her lip
Store workers thinking a nigga be stealing
I promise that just be the blick on my hip
Laxative shit I be shitting on niggas
But really I'm taking a shit on some shit
Nigga was mad because I busted down his hoe
But it's crazy because I took a bitch from a bitch

Niggas be talking let's see if they bout it
Shoot up the car make a nigga reroute it
Post on his street just to prove me a point
He won't come out the house like the nigga was grounded
Niggas be pussy, I'm thinking they flounder
King of this shit you can call me the founder
Changing my other bitch name in my phone
But my main bitch mad so I'm thinking she found her
He say he a killer, I think he a bitch
Instagram flexing his homeboy blick
Probably came out in his homeboy fit
Might as well say he his homeboy bitch
Niggas be gangsta until it get lit
And he claim he a demon but pray wen he hit
Asking for God to come save him and shit
Eight in his chest I was aiming and shit
Beat on my chest I'm a ape in this shit
You know that we live, who let gang in this bitch
Click full of soldiers, no lames in this bitch
Run up on me lose his brain in this bitch
We call you a rat if you hang with a snitch
Rapping with passion no anger in this
Stay in my lame no more lanes Ima switch
Can't fall inlove with no lame ass bitch

We really official you niggas can stop it
I'm shooting with poise, I'm like pat in that pocket
I'm texting your bitch and her "bitch" best friend
Because I'm fucking all three, yeah I'm really that toxic
My cousin piru he be yelling what's popping
Jaquon think I'm Russ how I'm strapped with that rocket
Empty the clip even though one dropped him
Clean that boy up the forensics gone mop him
Shawty gone gobble like "fuck them kids"
And I giggle and watch the shit drip from her lip
Store workers thinking a nigga be stealing
I promise that just be the blick on my hip
Laxative shit I be shitting on niggas
But really I'm taking a shit on some shit
Nigga was mad because I busted down his hoe
But it's crazy because I took a bitch from a bitch