10 Minutes. Pt 2

(album: Why So Serious - 2018)

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, twenty two
Ayy, ayy

I'm blowing Cookie
Tell that nigga book me
Baby, you ain't nothing but my groupie
She wanna be a nigga driver for a two piece
Ain't no hopping out this water 'cause I'm too deep
I can dig it, long as it's 'bout that chicken
Get a rental, fuck around and go missing
I'm like "Give me one more chance, bae, I'm different"
I ain't whipping up real right in this kitchen
You can't get off
Get yo' shit took off
Come over here with that bag, it get picked off
I'm out here in the country, hoping I don't get lost
My dawg down the way gon' tell me when to send off
Where the 'Woods, I'm out of town in the hood
In a slum, but I'm feeling like I'm good
Riding 'round with that wish-a-nigga-would
Up the chop, flip a nigga size of Suge
What you fing to?
I gave her back, she a rental
Flying through Atlanta, fucking with my gun flow
I'm rolling out the zip of ashes on my cuzzo
These niggas out here, dick sucking and they still broke
I'm influential, niggas copying my steelo
I don't like bullies, dude you worse than Debo
About a month, my first price gon' be a Kilo
I do this shit for my lil' boy, that's my hero