.556 (Intro)

[Intro] Look, nigga... don't ask me shit; I don't know, I don't wanna know, and even if I did know I still wouldn't tell you shit... [Verse] Up the glick fast and fuck and shoot it Fresh as fuck in my Audi, booted Crack the wokesha and pour a deuce Never seen you trap, nigga I'm living proof I don't lie, I only tell the truth Unless my bitch ask me if I'm on the boot I ain't take two percs, I took a few Bitches had me bussin through the roof I don't wanna talk with no nigga I was raised 'round dope dealers My momma and my daddy sold dope This the only thing them niggas know Turn the stove on, scrape the bowl Watch the window, look for patrol When I jumped off the porch, I sold my soul For a 31 and a big ass pole 8th grade, robbing niggas for their gold 9th grade, I ain't going to school no more Used to wake up early in the morning Me and BK go and kick a door You can't pay me to trust a soul Use your wrist, use your elbow I can't stand a nagging ass hoe Trap jump like Eddie G on the rope 5.56 blow you across the coast 5.56 break a nigga nose 5.56'll take your soul 5.56 hit you, you ain't going home 5.56'll take your heart 5.56, it's like Steven Seagal Had grams of wedding cake and a Cuban cigar I don't trust niggas, they move like the narcs Don't jump in the water if you ain't a shark I'm in the back like Rosa Parks 5.56 hit your baby mom I feel like Moses parting the sea 5.56 chop down a tree 5.56 break a nigga knee You say you 'bout that, we gone see In the trap I be all I could be Knew how to count money before I knew how to read 5.56 take a bitch off her feet 5.56 knock a bitch out her jeans 5.56 hit more holes than Charlie Sheen 5.56, this shit I couldn't believe Knock a bitch wig off, E-V-E Papi need his own DVD Who the fuck is that behind my V? Keep getting followed by RPD I shoot this bitch like RG3 Bitch keep talking 'bout she hungry Got her 5 dollars worth of 50 cent wings If I ain't talking to you bitch, don't speak 5.56 knock out a bitch teeth I get caught with this, it's more time than Meech They ain't ever gone let Papi free 5.56 go through the State 5.56 to the DA 5.56 go through the judge Papi really came out the mud My plug talking 'bout raising the numbers up 5.56 go through the plug You can die from showing love I shoot a nigga 'fore I dap him up 5.56 go through your mug 5.56 with me in the club 5.56'll pack a nigga up Paramedics gotta wrap a nigga up 5.56'll back a nigga up Stop all that fraudulent acting tough Crying like a bitch when they put on the cuffs I don't give a fuck, if it's up it's up 5.56 go through your bitch 5.56 go through your whip You can ask anybody, they'll tell you I'm with the shit 5.56 with whoever you get 5.56 go through all kinds of shit Selling dope, robbing, all kinds of shit 5.56 where your mama live Papi cook dope, got the benihana wrist I work my wrist, it's magical I ain't wanna rob you, but I had to do it I'm on the stove, put my back into it This shit's so easy, Shaq could do it 5.56'll whack your Buick 5.56 from the Mac and Uzi Better back the fuck up if Papi booted 5.56's all I'm shooting