ottie, spottie pt. i
Still kinda psycho
Never let da mic go
Imma send sum silos
Keep yoppin' wit Dem typos
Wanna fuck I might ghost
Fit my whole squad on da throne make it couch we all can eat
Fuck da jealousy
We went from pissy sheets to bed bug infested.
It's a blessin'
I know two niggas who combined they go by Smith and Wesson
Mama went to college and her son became a street scholar.
Wipe da pack down when it ship off it smell like nail polish
Abolish all these rap niggas
I can't stand these cap niggas
Let my niggas in the door guarantee we stratnel niggas
I
The other side the side where melanin is lacking backpacking
Safe walks and still felt a peace in side da streets
I left a piece of me on da east and I let these niggas talk
It ain't my fault that yo started rappin and quit basketball
You schtill garbage
It's a full cartridge , let the problem solve itself that's how we dealt
Mama felt that I'd be brilliant , dirty Filas she ain't want me wearing the good nikes shed know I'd fuck em up by stomping out somebody son.
Stabbed a Bwoy in grade school wit a 2b grew up shot one wit a two b
Say yo future is yo past well goddamn how long it last
I top these ramen ass niggas wit my ignorant shit.
But still body loops and scoop the poop like litter and shit
Scribed me in yo tweet because I knew you thought about me.
Say she over me but mad I know she thought about me
La di da di
Who the fuck want it wit spottie ottie
New jalopy brand new gold chain for all my fuckin homies
Slimmy kickin doos for all the bros I'm raps golden ticket, how I won't prevail when I'm surrounded by dese oompa loompas
La di da di
Double shotty, mess inside messiah I be, putting verses on a IV
Don't compare me to the old me, Who be biggie
Pac and Kenny successor under hot weather
Deny the skill you just a cuck
Like to see yo bitch get fucked
Like to see this pistol tucked
Story of da had enough
Apocalypse the last of us
La di da di
Top fiving
Hell I'm diving
Verses is like a time capsule
He a pill his head capsule
Ragnarok to all da cappin
Welcome to da jimmy show
The east is still in shambles
Till I make it out dis bitch won't see no growth nor no succession
That's 380 on my back
That's the city on my back
That's the world on my shoulders
This is venom for da cobras
This that homies ghost right next to me whenever rhymes is getting murdered.
R Kelly on beats I piss on instrumentals
Minus the sentences, swear my penmanship gets closer to the cloudy skies don't be surprised
If you not in this circle you forever locked in inside the box
I got da key
I bring debris
And swallowed pride you are not I
I am that guy the all time high
The old me odd
You owe me ahh
The only god.
The homey died
La di da di
Who da fuck want it spottie ottie
La di da di
We sending shots right behind
Don't speak on jimmy name unless you in the venue with me
Pussy