Your Fault

I wish a nigga would try to try me Ill run up on his ass and put the thirty in his skin like an i.v What you thought Hell yeah its your fault Im getting money out the vault On the rush getting money like bush Pour a four in the crush You een getting no money Lil nigga you a dummy Popping pills yeah im scummy You'd think this shit is funny Put a thirty to his tummy Wrap his ass like a mummy Chew up like some gummys Spit him out now he bloody Feed him back to his mother Im a stupid mother fucker Im getting money like a trucker Smoking wood woodpecker Should i fight on the beat Red bottoms on my feet I fuck a bitch last week Man that lil pussy cheap I had a good pussy week I put that bitch in the street Now she can't get a thing I bought a whole 6 rings And ine even on the team Chris stole my robin jeans Young niggas got green Im popping pills like a fiend Im killing shit thats my hobby I fuck your bitch in the lobby She love giving sloppy toppy I kick her out no karate Dont tweak when you walk in the party DDB when i walk in the party Dont say nothing to me when i walk in the party Fat daddy when i walk in the party .44 yeah nigga bitch get back Ill split yo ass up like a kit kat A lil girl smoke his ass like a cigarette Ill put his ass in the freezer like a 6 pack Whats cracking? You think you tough boy you lacking I never leave without that rachet You run up on me ima show you whats cracking