Banned Again

[Intro] I got my lick back and let ha best friend suck my penis But that pussy good so we kept fuckin', I had to keep it secret Got these boys looking puzzled luckily I brought the pieces I hit him in his head like a double cup, got he leanin' Check his pulse, I don’t even know if he still breathin' Up the dose on the shrooms, man I'm really tryna see shit Tenkay got banned off the fucking 'gram again I'll never be broke— (You're listening to 1c radio, on 34 FM) (Xavier) (Ay) [Verse] Working on the weekend in the trap, I push the P's in Got yo bitch eatin' my balls like some fuckin' Reeces Pieces Nigga don't send me your music I can't give a fuck to peep it Since they gon' run off with my swag fuck it, I'mma let him keep it Why you lookin' at my paper like a test, when you cheatin' I had to beat my bitch ass, cause I found out she was cheatin' I got my lick back and let ha best friend suck my penis But that pussy good so we kept fuckin, had to keep it secret Got these boys looking puzzled luckily I brought the pieces I hit him in his head like a double cup, got him leanin' Check his pulse, I don’t even know if he still breathin' Up the dose on the shrooms, man I'm really tryna see shit Tenkay got banned off the fucking 'gram again I'll never be broke again, green fly like Peter Pan Boy I coulda fucked ya' hoe, but I'd rather use my hand Ain't no bitch but, if I was I'd be a 10 out of 10 I'm with Mack up in London sippin' tea without the crumpets, man I can get behind your bitch and blow her back just like a trumpet, man Boy, I pull up with that shotty and you know I'm finna pump it, man I got 50 in this motherfucking mag' I'm finna dump it, man Aye, if I call up mental, he gon' put 2 in your mental, nigga Call up blxty, he the one to blow the blicky out the window, nigga Roll up a 60, all my 100s blue stripes in the middle nigga Like I said, I’m paranoid, been through the storm, not the drizzle, nigga Watching Magic School Bus, I’m tryna fuck Ms. Frizzle, nigga Bad bitch named Shirley, I’m just going off the temple, nigga That boy Zay' off a bean, I ain’t talking bout' a lentil, nigga Bitch, ain’t tryna hear about your struggles, give a fuck about what you lived through, nigga Now I’m riding down the block, ah, gripping on the—, gripping on—, yeah