Monster

(albüm: Testers, Pt. 2 - 2019)

Good looking ray
Youngest OG

I'm a motherfucking goblin
Say you wanna buy the whole thing, make me a offer
I'm sleepy but I wanna pour up, bring me a Monster
I done drunk so much Act', I need a Oscar
I just smoked another Black, they getting harsher
I got cataracts, so the weed help me see farther
Used to be a lil' nigga, asking for dollars
Now the OGs in my hood call me for quarters
I'll probably never be shit, just like my father
Sike, I'm lying, I might make a million 'cause I'm smarter
Yo' bitch make my pencil pointy, she a sharpener
I just slam dunked on a bitch, I'm Vince Carter

This a stack of old hunnid's but I just made 'em
I might choke my ho out 'cause that bitch crazy
I got some zips, they eleven like a sixth grader
This shit locking up for sure, it's a wrist breaker
Lil' bro keep hitting the road, he a risk taker
We on 75 South for hours, ain't no piss breaks
Won't even stop to get no gas, we got a full tank
I ain't got no money in my buckets but the full safe

I mean the safe full
Nigga tried to stunt in a Caprice but the paint dull
Thousand pounds in a rental truck, I'm a weight puller
I got some shit that look like salt, but it ain't sugar
Bitch, I'm a different breed
Six hundred for a zip of this, you still picking seeds
Put my mask on, knock on your door, bitch, trick or treat
My nigga put his cut on everything, he even hit the beat
I'm on probation, I can't smoke but I hit the weed
Get it? That mean I wet the bow's
Thought he bought eleven zips of bud, but it was seven though
Charge him two-twenty-five a piece and kept the extra four
I got some fucked up ways
I'm straight on the lean, I ain't drinking for a couple days
Drop my son off at daycare, make a couple plays
I ain't with the Ku Klux Klan, but this a couple Ks

This a stack of old hunnid's but I just made 'em
I might choke my ho out 'cause that bitch crazy
I got some zips, they eleven like a sixth grader
This shit locking up for sure, it's a wrist breaker
Lil' bro keep hitting the road, he a risk taker
We on 75 South for hours, ain't no piss breaks
Won't even stop to get no gas, we got a full tank
I ain't got no money in my buckets but the full safe

This just a light five
Nigga might not ever catch me slipping but they might try
I hope the shit don't come down to it 'cause they might die
One eye on you niggas, one on the money, I'm cock eyed