Misconceptions (feat. Jenn Carter)

(Damn lil' FckBwoy, man, you know that I be killin' shit) (grrah)

Like, what? Shoot through the dark
Dissin' my dead and this .40 gon' bark (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Big EBK, I don't show no remorse (like, what? Like, what?)
She a baddie, she straight from Dior (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Can't trust no bitch, that's what (like, what?)
She said her nigga not hittin' it right (like, what?)
She a thot, she need dick in her life
I got a gun, why the fuck would I fight? (Like, no)

Dotty a dummy, up that spliff, new opp in the air (Dotty)
Spot a opp, that's on bro, I'ma flair
I got a gun, why the fuck would I fear? (Like, what? Like, what?)
Perky bussin', 'drenaline rushin'
He tried to run, caught a shot to the stomach (like, damn)
Spin through, flock at his muffin
Dotty a dummy, that boy is on nothin' (grrah, grrah, grrah)

Told bro, "Shoot at his rear" (like, what?)
Give me that chain, that shit got glare (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, what? Who that, right there? (That right there)
Thumb in her butt, she a thot, don't care (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Spin in the V, he on feet (like, what?)
Did a drill, had to switch up the sweater
Like, nigga run up, then everything better (like, damn)

Tried to line, I'ma send her to Melo (like, damn)
And P is my favorite letter (Like, what?)
I'm in that pussy, I'm makin' it wetter (grrah, grrah, grrah)
He a rat, eatin' the cheddar (like, what? Like, what?)
One false move, I'ma think it's a setup (grrah, grrah, grrah)

She a demon, she like to perform (gang)
If I'm down, I'ma shoot through the storm (grrah, grrah, boom)
Said that boy is a dummy, got sent to the Lord (gang, gang, gang)
And I'm fiendin' to click on the blick in the mall (mall, damn)
Like keep a heater, so I can stay warm (gang, gang, gang)
I am not Durk, but I'm closin' the door (grrah, grrah, boom)
I'm Lil Baby, emotions is raw
I'm a dog, and it's bread in my paw

She like, "Jenny all over the TV
I understand why she never can see me" (can't)
I can tell that the opps wanna be me (grrah, grrah)
Hang out the V, can't dump no BB (grrah, grrah, grrah)
I be geekin', I 'oot out the Mackage (gang, gang)
They like, "Carter, you turned to a savage" (grrah, grrah)
Fuckin' your bitch, I can tell she a average (grrah, grrah)
I'ma just keep on stackin'

He a dummy, keep on lackin'
Reload the clip, put the beam on his back then
Ten deep, be cautious
Like, what? It's a 4-1 extortion

Grrah
Like, what? Like, what?
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah