Spicy
What he do, I feel
Killas get cute till we all pack and play, boy just stop it
But on the real, kill it
*** how you feel, boy that's crippin'
Got that BZ out of pocket
What he do, I feel
Killas get cute till we all pack and play, boy just stop it
But on the real, kill it
*** how you feel, boy that's crippin'
Got that BZ out of pocket
It's my fault
I stayed dedicated, went and got educated
Elevated, now you suckers hate it
It's my fault
Shouts out to playboy brother Lynch
It's the return of the season of the sick
The way I be eatin' they pussy clear
It's my fault
I put on some sweats, Yeezys and a T
Two pumps of that cool water for the deuce
The reason why she sweatin' me, it's my bad
Somebody help cuz, understand
It's not my job to make you feel like a man
What he do, I feel
Killas get cute till we all pack and play, boy just stop it
But on the real, kill it
*** how you feel, boy that's crippin'
Got that BZ out of pocket
What he do, I feel
Killas get cute till we all pack and play, boy just stop it
But on the real, kill it
*** how you feel, boy that's crippin'
Got that BZ out of pocket
It's not my fault
Y'all didn't stay dedicated, said *** gettin' educated
Them other players made it, now y'all niggas hate it
It's not my fault
Shout out to the players that had my back
We doin' it just like that
9-1 sickness, y'all so sad
It's not my fault
Niggas is dressin' like studs
Doin' any and every drug
Waitin' to be turnt out at the club
It's not my fault
Somebody help cuz understand
It's not my job to make you feel like a man
What he do, I feel
Killas get cute till we all pack and play, boy just stop it
But on the real, kill it
*** how you feel, boy that's crippin'
Got that BZ out of pocket
What he do, I feel
Killas get cute till we all pack and play, boy just stop it
But on the real, kill it
*** how you feel, boy that's crippin'
Got that BZ out of pocket