Heart Insurance

Karon M. Vantrees

Ayy

I'ma make these niggas put insurance on they bitches heart
I'ma get the bag and stack the pros that's what my niggas taught me
I don't never call myself the goat, that's what my niggas call me
Got yo' bitch stuck just like a spider web come get her off me
Matter fact, where she at? Come put that pussy on me
We play dirty games, get tired of lookin' for you, hit yo' homie
I'm lookin' for the drank while niggas lookin' for me
Feel like I'm the last real nigga, and I'm gettin' lonely

I know it ain't no friends up in this shit, it's brothers only
I be wonderin', if I get rich who gon' be switchin' on me
We know he be thinkin' with his dick, sic the bitches on him
My nigga Cliff, tryna clean the system so i'm sippin' for him
Said I smell good, but that's dope don't be sniffin' on me
Niggas snitchin' but don't never get no stitches on 'em
Half of pfft on the table, Telly whip it for me
Niggas tryna learn the mix, hide the kitchen from 'em
I'm trainin' all the chops, they only hit opponents
My wave already gone, you can't come get up on it
Yo' bae already gone she said she feelin' lonely
Heard yo' song you was rappin', you wasn't livin' on it
That pop way too light, I ain't sippin' that
We caught him at the light, Why he slip like that?
I hit her the first night I'ma give her back
I be havin' ounces of white, it ain't Similac
Drop a hundred shots, just for demonstration
I let him hit my cup, you should've seen his face switch
Ridin' round with Yodi he got a lot of patience
He tellin' me I'm next, I said him I'm tired of waitin'
I'm doin' bout a hundred and my mind racin'
You wanna see a nigga stressed I got the goblins waitin'
I hit her off a perc she hope the condom breakin'
Gotta keep the yard clear, you see all kinda snake shit
Veeze, VIP you can't get nowhere near 'em
Before I let a nigga hoe me, I'ma lift his spirit
I'm sick my nigga Nutty locked, can't even hear me
My life a movie, bro crazy like it's Jason's Lyric

(Ray voice)
My life a movie, bro crazy like it's Jason's-

I'ma make these niggas put insurance on they bitches heart
I'ma get the bag and stack the pros that's what my niggas taught me
I don't never call myself the goat, that's what my niggas call me
Got yo' bitch stuck just- what?
Matter fact, gotta get that, come put that pussy on me

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