Just For Fun 2

Just For Fun Verse 1- gonna mess around on this beat, bringing the heat, here take a seat, and listen to these, Rhymes, Boy tryna hop on a beat like a bunny, that shit is so funny, uh but back on track, gettin these racks, pockets full of that, yeah green like Ceelo, give ya Hoe my wood, like some home depot, yo Rhymes little n annoy me like a mosquito, yeah lil bitch, uh spent a brick on my wrist, Boy We can't coexist, so we gotta throw some fists, until someone don't exist. Chorus- This just for fun, I can't be outdone, Boy You can't out run, bout to grab my gun, now you gone. Verse 2- you got shot, uh you thought, but you got caught, lacking, cause my Pistol always packing, always snappin back, with rap after rap, yall can't do better than that, even if you worked yo whole life to get it, damn I'm straight spitting, Rhymes straight hitting, they ain't ever missing, but yall was wishing, they was missin, uh everybody got they pots to piss in, no body whose dissing on me, ain't gonna win it, bitch I've been in it, but I Ain't dropped in a minute, even with a broken hand, I'm still passing my limits, I'm still counting Up digits, I'm still vicious... uh yeah. Chorus- This is just for fun, I can't be outdone, Boy You can't out run, bout to grab my gun, now you gone. Verse 3-