rappin not trappin

Give me ten grand imma throw it dick in her mouth she gone blow it nigga I'm up and you already know it I'm writing songs everyday I'm a poet nigga think that you tuff come and show it your life is a candle I blow it dissing on me keep on post it I already know it when I pull up you be Ghosting what happened to all of hat boasting keep running your mouth like you ain't from the south keep talking shit and get put in the ground all these niggas they bitches I cam from the trinches I ask her how big and that bitch want six inches ok yea that's average you know imma savage I'm running up money it really a habit my hoe she got ass imma grab it put dick in her spine bitch I'm stabbing that money I'm grabbing my pants keep on sagging you know how it happen my hoe she get nasty my outfit it flashy don't do matchy matchy go classy for rachet I shoot I don't pass it get money like magic count up mathamatic money keep coming to me imma magnet pop pills in a tablet want smoke you can have it I like me a boogie but keep me a ratchet this bitch she a bad chick you know imma slap it no bitch I ain't capping I'm rapping not trapping bitch I'm spitting bars like a dragon fuck niggas they capping my chains keep on dragging run up on me let my Glock say what happen pull triggers they napping keep talking shit wipe your nose like a napkin nigga you listen to me I'm your captain nigga stop flexing and flashing some bodies need wrapping I'm rapping not trapping