Lyrics

[Produced by Left Brain] [Intro] (Cough) Fuck Yo, I gotta stop smoking Backwoods [Verse] How you doin'? And what's your motive, ho? I only trust these bitches 'bout as far as I can throw 'em I'm tryna pay my mama rent, figure that's just what I owe her I been trouble since I tumbled out that stroller Strollin' easy down this narrow path, beefin' with your scary ass 'Preme got my little niggas cheesin' off the cherry ad And nigga, that's a great lunch Papa Swamp be stompin' with the skate fucks Heavy-handing tracks until the day the fucking train come Raised up where every mouth that speak the truth get taped shut Peep the evening news, my nigga—we don't do the same stuff Kiwis couldn't take us, boy, I'm joggin' around these bases Niggas' pitches need to change, I separated from my main one It's just another day, another nigga's bitch to face-fuck I been like this since the Motorola Razr What a bastard that baby was Little mad nigga missing dad, never prayin' much Right around the same time his grandmama drank a bunch Take the bus, take a nigga's seat like it was made for me I got this nigga Da$h with me, he sippin' on some maple leaf I'm only happy when there's static in the air 'cause the fairweather fake to me Living in the scope, hairs crossed like adjacent streets Dare a nigga think it's sweet, never bitches funny, boy You berries and you honey for the bear that's here to tear and eat Run a nigga pockets like some errands, make it hasty (I hope the–) [Outro] I hope the sheriff keep away from me I hope the sheriff keep away from me I hope the sheriff keep away from me