Wraith-Ful

[Intro] So wassup? Help yourself No thanks You heard what the man said, motherfucker Clean your plate, now [Hook] Blow a nigga face off I never hesitate to let it spray off My bitch sniffing straight raw Sniff an eighth till her face fall I tell her to clean the plate off You new niggas I hate y'all You fuck niggas still workin' wit an 8-ball I had ya corner yellow taped off Let V-Live pull the Wraith off [Verse 1] Told shorty order the lobster Never been in a movie, front row at the Oscar's You can tell I'm gangster by my posture Hit a nigga 10 times wit the chopper Hustlin out this lil bitch house, Tasha 300 racks stashed in the washer My bitch looking like a goddess She find solace in croc Birkins and blood bottoms She do whatever I say, she ain't gon break a promise I say I'm that nigga, really I'm being modest The kinda nigga you should praise more Everything I put out, the bar raise more I needed to save more, so I made more Kush trap in Atlanta jumping like Bazemore I show them niggas what the K's for Knew he was dead, but I put one more in his head, I made sure [Hook] Blow a nigga face off I never hesitate to let it spray off My bitch sniffing straight raw Sniff an eighth till her face fall I tell her to clean the plate off You new niggas I hate y'all You fuck niggas still workin' wit an 8-ball I had ya corner yellow taped off Let V-Live pull the Wraith off Let V-Live pull the Wraith off [Verse 2] I been thru it, all my scars are the proof I sold raw on the stoop, now it's BET awards in a suit Cracking cigars sitting underneath the stars in the roof But I'm still thanking God for all that he do Got shot, Bell's palsy so my jaw wouldn't move Now I, can outrap your whole squad and ya crew Or whatever you wanna call it, y'all garbage, it's true I'm that nigga when it come to this, I thought that you knew It don't matter, old nigga or an artist is new He ain't a target, but I promise I will slaughter him too I had a lot of dreams, now it's like all of them true Designer shit in my closet, baby, all of this new Half a block on the table, she put her nose in it She pop the chopper, I show the bitch how to hold that shit Fire out the nozzle Smoking sour sippin PJ out the bottle [Hook] Blow a nigga face off I never hesitate to let it spray off My bitch sniffing straight raw Sniff an eighth till her face fall I tell her to clean the plate off You new niggas I hate y'all You fuck niggas still workin' wit an 8-ball I had ya corner taped off Let V-Live pull the Wraith off