[Intro] All this fuck shit man T don fuck up man Im droppin 12 mixtapes a year You know how Im rockin man, Gang Bitch [Hook] Got white like Eminem where yo aftermath? After math class I do chemistry with the fuckin Thrax Went business Im getting money and countin bands my fingers cramped Said fuck school but Im getting a masters degree in countin bands Told the dean Im droppin out and then I dropped a bag I told him catch me on the TV or on On Demand Gotta turn up I dont expect yo ass to understand I put two horns up at your head you like a fuckin Ram He keep them 20s in his pocket callem instagram [Verse] Youngest pull up in forgis He say he got plugs around the town but aint get no money Say he got thots, he got rocks Say he out here on plots, he be out here on blocks Trying to flip all the guap Trying to flip all his profit He said he dont but he got it Man yo bro is a hoe he prolly wearing nail polish Im smokin chronic its toxic Im on it just like blue bonnet You talkin crazy out ya mouth then we go all in ya pockets Got pipes got pints, two left hands I cant right Cause i dont write, ion write leave you lefty in the night I like to roll like dice My bitch mean she aint nice aight And I got this choppa turn yo car into a bike [Hook]
countin, droppin, forgis, yo, thrax