Man all you pussy niggas drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters on hands and jump off a building
I could still taste her pussy, memorabilia
Backpack full of artillery
1 milo equivalent

These niggas actin like lil bitches

I don't understand this shit, I could scribble it

Took her clothes, step back and exhibit it

Then tear her ass up like a puppet ticket

The end of the road is at walking distance

Have to get that blood off my hands at the faucet drippin

In yo face like a airbag in a car collision

My weed man so consistent

I'm stayin rich, tryin not to make poor decisions

Everything I do I plan it out like a solar system

Nigga if you come here you gon slip and fall a victim to me

Yo bitch's sister makin pictures to me

Then she shoot over to my house, I screwed over in a bed

I shoot off in her mouth then she get the bullet uh

Skatin on em like I'm Lil Wayne

And the weed so strong I can feel veins

Bite it down, take a picture, now feel afraid

The drugs got me so numb I can't feel ashamed

And my girl at home with the mood swings

Girl I gotta make a few runs like Ussain

Wish I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose change

Hungry niggas going at yo neck for that food chain

Drop some pills that make me sleepy

Hoes creep me in they TP

I hope that pussy taste like kiwi

Hope it's nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a freebie

Leavin a nigga body floatin with a mouth full of seaweed

With somebody weird backpack, that's E.T.

Snitches give me the heebeegeebees

I hope they'll disappear, where the fuck is Houdini?

I got niggas on my side, you got niggas on yo back

I'mma yell timber, money grow on trees

Money over queens, fuck you blow me

I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than please

I don't really do shit but sit back and call the shots

She poured out her heart, I had it on the rocks

Red beam on yo head, that's a cherry on top

You don't wanna keep your cool, I know niggas that'll die uh

I danced with the devil in my dreams

When I wake up I still hear the same song

Make me wanna blow a motherfucker brains out

Flow on a nigga, I'm about to brainstorm

Lil nigga I'll take yo main ho, make her call her homegirl, make em share the same dick

It's that motherfuckin Dedication 5, I just hope I'll be alive to see a Dedication 6

Lil Tunechi



Ayo it's levels to this shit, levels to this shit

Been doing MIA since Levels was the shit

And niggas know I'm on another level with this shit

I'm pedaling the 6, full metal when it hit

All I need is a shovel and a ditch

You done dig me a hole then you show me where it is

Run in his home and show me where the kids

Put one in his dome while he going in his fridge

That's me, ill nigga

Black creese AP, go trip nigga

Black jeans, great T, OT's nigga

Backstreet, everything go for 10 nigga

Keep quiet, beef with D5

I'm in the streets like Rodney King's rights

Mommy opposed their lead tight

On that old bullshit, P minus

They scream and seize fire

My audible like Godfather meets Wire

I've fallen in the whip

Rollin 3 6's, devil on trips

Shots whistled like a cuddle when it's lip

I'm tryin to go ballistic, shadow in the ship

Call the Barney Rubble in the whip

Made to kick rocks, bull haze from ziplocks uh