Kleptomaniac

Lyrics

[Intro] (Cloudy Beatz) Ayy [Chorus] They must not want me dead for real 'cause what y'all aimin' at? Put dick in her ribs, now you can't have your baby back I think I was born to hit her, they think I was made to rap Everywhere I go, I keep that steel, kleptomaniac Slide down, scratch 'em off the list, they think Santa back Runnin' lights with dead people on me, I'm an ambulance Lil' thick bitch badder than my granny bad Boy, let's see if you that tough when I unzip this fanny pack [Verse] Rat-ass bitch, I heard shit, think I'ma take her back Now she see her life incomplete, bitch, you ain't the catch Just bet a dub on the Bucks, I heard Brady back They slept on me, I was rich whеn they woke from that nap The choppеr talk that boy to death, it got dragon breath They paralyzed me for forever when they stabbed my back Had a nine-to-five, was tryna feed the fam off that I ain't never thought about myself when I cashed my checks I was tryna get some rest, teacher tapped my desk Man, I was up all night, tryna pass that test Shit, the life quiz Mind racing, tryna connect all the dots in I might never find another friend like Mizz That's who I need here with me Uh, yeah, when they killed Lee, shit killed me I wish I was still sayin', "Free Lee" She just want a nigga with some VVs Ayy, niggas forcin' it, tryna be me Boy, you ain't got no check, like three feet Tryna get to them pros like the D league Huh, 'member tryna get it right with Cece Ran across her page, made me so proud I wish I could show my love, just don't know how We was sleepin' on the twin at my old house Now I'm sleepin' with them twins, I trust nobody I got money and fame, it got so grimy Ventin' on recorded calls, tellin' Tone 'bout it At the top, it get lonely, I know 'bout it Fuck these niggas, I got bitches that's more solid Man, this shit wouldn't even fit, can't do no wallet 'Less we talkin' Bitcoin, got like four probably Gave her shots from the back, Harlem Globetrotters Jugg a thot for the neck, sorry, no condom I was just a Bébé Kid, tryna get breakfast I done seen roaches floatin' in my milk after Stealin' from the government, Kwame Kilpatrick Whole team found out, we some real hackers I was down to check my account, I feel better In the car, keep the pipe, yeah, I'm still at it I be misunderstood 'cause I'm a lil' damaged Yeah, ayy, if ain't nobody understand, I thought you would You would be surprised who don't believe you could Maybe they just hatin' on me 'cause I'm too good In a million-dollar house, tryna learn some new juggs I just seen my old bitch out, almost threw up I just let the whole clip out, slid in a new one [Chorus] They must not want me dead for real 'cause what y'all aimin' at? Put dick in her ribs, now you can't have your baby back I think I was born to hit her, they think I was made to rap Everywhere I go, I keep that steel, kleptomaniac Slide down, scratch 'em off the list, they think Santa back Runnin' lights with dead people on me, I'm an ambulance Lil' thick bitch badder than my granny bad Boy, let's see if you that tough when I unzip this fanny pack [Outro] Ayy, I got fifty thousand on me, stealin' snacks out the family pack