BULLETPROOF TONKA TRUCK

[Intro] Snotty nose mafia, bitch Snotty nose mafia, bitch Huh, yeah [Verse] They told me every flow was tactical, actual, factual, wetter than Havasu Half of you rappers is pussy, you really just vaginal That is true, jumpin' off the block and shoot like Bob Macadoo You passionate mastered the art of the casual capping You small talk inside the barbershop, casual banter The bros and the hoes get the iPhone, fiends get the Samsung They say we born to die like I’m out the womb with a handgun Flow wetter than an aqueduct, huh Bitch love the money, check the opulence Like I'd done overkill, thought I popped 'em once Sipping purple rain, Lake Minnetonka bruh YG gotta bulletproof tonka truck That’s my nigga I'ma call 'em Obama Blood I'm mixing pills with the drank, different kinda buzz Social weed connoisseur, different kind of buds You lit on Instagram, in person you're the kindest thug I assume you need a light, tryna find the plug Since Lil Wayne said "Ya dig," man ya grave got dug I let it rip like a Beyblade Yo girl an exotic dancer, how much yo' bae make? And charge 'em interest when they didn't appreciate me and they days late You can’t drip harder, yo body in the surf gon’ hit the wave, break Bitch, I'ma boss, I could upgrade you and fix yo pay grade This Uzi make him hit the Woah, choppa gon’ make 'em Nae Nae The biggest comeback, not Tyga, stacks on deck money gang-gang Bitch it's Snotty Nose Mafia 'til the day I ain’t-ain't It'll be Snotty Nose once they write my lyrics in paint things It's Friday, ain't got shit on my pops nigga, bang-bang Get yo main thing lost inside of my spank bank Gold SoundCloud chain fell in the bathroom sink drain Sat inside the shower for hours, tryna replay things Seen the symbolized metaphorical, I'm the Oracle And I ain't talkin' the arena hosting the Warriors, it's more than that More than a nigga, more like a Moor, that's an important fact Bored, loading .40s, watching Rick and Morty while blowing sacks Buddha did four years, I promised him he ain't goin' back I heard the truth hurts, but watch they face when you show 'em facts Counting up Blue Faces, Thotiana, I'll Blow ya back I gave you two years of bullshit, I was holding back I got a new chain, new diamonds, the gold intact Real niggas do things, Shang Tsung, ya soul get snatched My niggas bang drums-bang drums, nigga join the band I get her nude quick You two? Still holding hands