Almighty Pap*

[Lyrics From Snippet]

[Verse]

Double down two nineteens that’s how I rock

My momma say she “Pray for me” for what? I keep my fucking Glock

Nigga run on me he goin’ down ima’ give you what I got

Nigga run on me it’s goin’ down his dumb ass getting rocked

Bitch I feel like beans I make the rules and I break the rules

Niggas say they was Gon’ get me killed must been a April fool joke

These niggas pussy they too broke before I was rapping’ I moved dope

I ain’t Moneybagg but bitch I got loaf

I ain’t Bankroll fresh but bitch I’m fresh as hell I ain’t got a bankroll

I’ll reach in my left pocket right now this shit look like the bank open

I’ve been sipping on this tris three thousand on a pint I don’t еven wanna think about it

I’m fresh as shit I jump out this bitch clean this hеre a dope boy Audi

Got 40 kal in my Amiri’s and in my pocket other forty thousand

I’ll back this bitch out board daylight clear the scene big papi go to wildin’

Dope runner, bowl beater nigga what you know about it

Soon as a nigga get to talkin’ about that money then niggas get so quiet

Stink just tryna pop it she say “Boy don’t let that fame go to ya head

Skinny Amiri’s I’m stuffing’…