Bullshit

(album: F*ck Everybody 2 - 2018)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, uh, uh
Whipping with that uh
Mixing with that uh
Whipping with some, whipping with

Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that
Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull
I'm on my bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that
Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that

Running from me, sucka you on suicide watch
I drop thirty grand on my Louie Vuitton coach
Left another twenty bands in my bitch pouch
If she gimme good head, I buy her a house
I got work in the motherfucking drought (alright, alright)
Told 'em bring them lips and chow (stick)
I ain't talking Wayne when I say the bed rock (okay)
And I'm talking pain when I say that lead hot

Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that
Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull
I'm on my bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that
Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that

Mix me with that soap and I'm talking Doug shit
Mix me with that dope and I'm talking drug shit
I might kick yo' door if it's 'bout some plug shit
I might fuck yo' ho so don't fall in love shit
I might fuck yo' auntie and yo' momma if she let me
I'm so fucking petty, I'm respected and I'm legend (I'm respected)
Always told myself I'm showing out when God bless me
12 get behind me, swear to God they ain't gon' catch me
I'm on my

Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that
Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull
I'm on my bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, miss with that
Bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bull, I'm on my