PILLOW CASE

i gotta send these niggas up cant have no phone with me// for the next few weeks/ im laying on shit n getting down to business //ima knock em off for playing with me// Arp, baby drac, glock two three that bitch hold 50/ they pulled a B&E inside my house / cuz they knew i wasn't in them pussy niggas gon get wiped they got my bitch up in her feelings// knowing im with the shits /they aint got no stripes , they aint never did no killin/ u wasnt sleep u was noddin off// when i was bout to bust yo ass u wasnt tryna beef, u was tryna talk //think shit sweet get put to slee// u gon get creased, i play fo keeps, i paint yo street// hop out on feet n run down on yall// i might creep up on a bike wearing dreads //like the doll off a saw//like since u wanna play games bitch blaa blaa its death before dishonor u gon get stepped on for playing bitch//im layon low n pkayin slo n i aint saying shit// worst oart about it is not seeing itu coming u gon end up dead wit yo head split// trsied t fuck up my name like the ice was fuckin up myy brain//jealous yo yo fat bitch n baby mommabreally wanna give me vrain// beggin me to wear my clothes and shit nigga u really lame//u n all yo niggas knew if yall played i was gon bust you niggas braijs//