Teach Ya

Aye why the fuck that nigga sitting at the end of the...
Hey!
Oh there you are, hey!
Nigga, pull in the driveway behind the house nigga
Oh shit Aight bro, I got you.
Makin’ my shit hot over a bitch ass 50, goofy ass
For a fee, that nigga wanna learn something I’ll teach ya
I feel like I need a P for a feature
Fuck on that bitch and then dip I don’t need her
Cause I know that little ho want my Velveeta
I come from the bottom you can’t get nothing
This youngin beat the pack up like it’s percussion
My pockets heavy, popping Roxis they bussin’
Bitch put me under oath I swear like I’m cussin’
Told that bitch I really ball I don’t need cap
On the watch for the opp with my seat back
Right now I’m in the trap with like 3 straps
I’ve been broke bitch I pray I don’t relapse
Bet you hoping I fall on my face
Told that bitch better stay in your place
Only concern is a play and some cake
Youngin sleep by the K and a safe
If a nigga say he stunt on me I applaud
Hit your lil bitch from the back get your broad
Told that bitch that I’m that nigga you know it
Ducking 12 until they’re tired like Floyd
Zombies play with dope that product no toy
Becky shooting up the molly like boy
The nigga told on you was probably your boy
The tightest niggas be the saddest of stories
That nigga wanna learn something I’ll teach ya
I feel like I need a P for a feature
Fuck on that bitch and then dip I don’t need her
Cause I know that little ho wants my Velveeta
I come from the bottom you can’t get nothing
This youngin beat the pack up like it’s percussion
My pockets heavy, popping Roxis they bussin’
Bitch put me under oath I swear like I’m cussin’
Told that bitch I really ball I don’t need cap
On the watch for the opp with my seat back
I can no longer see niggas hand out
Cause I know that one day I’m gonna need that
Ain’t a thing round here luck this shit planned out
Spend a thousand I’m tryna get 3 back
All the niggas that flexed in the can now
Who the fuck else gonna give all they fiends crack
I’m about to get paper my nigga that’s literal
All off a digital got me a digital dash
Bitch niggas throwing subliminals
Fuck all that ridicule nigga go get you some cash
Drought hit this shit turning critical Prices the tripled
You got it
Best make that shit last
Times like this split up the weak from the bold
Either you finna fold, or go get in your bag
That nigga wanna learn something I’ll teach ya
I feel like I need a P for a feature
Fuck on that bitch and then dip I don’t need her
Cause I know that little ho wants my Velveeta
I come from the bottom you can’t get nothing
This youngin beat the pack up like it’s percussion
My pockets heavy, popping Roxi they bussin’
Bitch put me under oath I swear like I’m cussin’
Bitch