wit it

i know he hating im banging his bitch out in the field im keeping a stick like derek jeter im making a play play wit my paper im busting a k i keep me some clippers he mite catch a fade i knew i was a different no we not the same make the bag disappear like david blaine dodging these bullets like im in the matrix my choppa a botox give him a face lyft like we in face off leaving em faceless she like my swag she wanna taste it gucci chanel prada and loiu just stand back watch how i shoot it she got addicted she love how i do it grip real tight and that pussy so pink i had to cop her mink she grabbin me rubbin me thru my jeans im getting back like a dope fiend he tried to gun me down he tried to smoke me i had to light em up just like a stogie i had to cut em off kuz they was phony i was just trappin out here by my lonley i was down bad now im getting back slanging a bag trying make me a stack thought he was my brother stabbed me in the back he told the people he gave em the facts wen i catch him put a whole in his fitted she said im big but she could stil fit it she seen the glock she know that im wit it my dog in a jam you know that im spinning momma kinda mad kus she know how im living