Fatal Affair 2

I'm not worried what the cost is, that nigga so lame he just like Austin
I got a blonde bitch, who live out in Boston
I just be playing on tracks, finna keep laying these tracks, uh huh o yea
I just be playing on tracks I'm finna keep playing these tracks, look, oh yeah
I'ma keep making these tracks until I get that contract, that's max, oh yeah,
I got my weed in the bag, I'm finna put that in the bag like Maxo yeah
You know it's some cream in the bag, you know I'm not putting no seeds in my bag
And you know if I give it to you it's some gas
Know if I give it to you it's some thraxx
Know if I give it to you I need stacks, you was down bad drinking that shit it look black
I'm finna smack that ass then make her look back, all of her niggas
know when it's some tricks on my tracks, I just be looking can tell that he really don't trap
I just be looking you leaving the trail yo trap, I just be rapping, these niggas be capping,
Let's make it a fatal affair
Somebody switched out the shampoo, now you can't ball like you use Nair
Bitch I ain't my household name, I blow money on beats bitch I don't care
I'm really prepared for this shit, God take everything so you better just cherish it
That ain't how you living, your story not hidden, you helping like Pippen,
Not trapping you tripping, all of you bitches be tripping,
all of you niggas act like bitches, y'all just be Simpin'
I don't be pimping, but I got a couple hoes to give me that bread
if that's his sister we beating him red, he mad as fuck soaked sheets in my bed,
before I fucked she gave me good head, I like em all, green or good red