Tissue

(álbum: Fuck Everybody - 2016)

We got London On Da Track
Fuck nigga

You niggas softer than tissue
You niggas awkward like bitches
You arguing on Instagram
You niggas typing on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real nigga feel me
Referee I got that whistle

I'm Margiela walking lil nigga
My bitch, she be stalking me nigga
Them rappers were winning the race
Till I started hawking them niggas
Now I'm dripping sauce on these niggas
Got your bitch on top of me nigga
Made myself a boss on these niggas
Now I'm living like Ross on these niggas
Riding round with them K's
Broke niggas love to hate
When ya son turn 10
I'm a make your son a slave
I'm a let him cut my grass
I'm a let him feed my maid
I'm a do it cause his daddy
Always used to player hate

You niggas softer than tissue
You niggas awkward like bitches
You arguing on Instagram
You niggas typing on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real nigga feel me
Referee I got that whistle

You went to jail on a Sunday
The charge is really bout nothing
Rat your homeboy's house tryna act like you ain't tell nothing
Sad thing about the nigga
The nigga told on his mama
It was a hot ass winter
Now it's a cold ass summer
I got killers on the front line
My young niggas need a hair line
I can't even lie
That was a cold ass punch line
My bitches setting niggas up
They giving me the run down
We be waiting till the sun down
We be robbing niggas sometimes

You niggas softer than tissue
You niggas awkward like bitches
You arguing on Instagram
You niggas typing on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real nigga feel me
Referee I got that whistle