Forces

I got these forces,
Man do I hate when they crease,
Get a new pair every week,
You an informant,
How do you talk to police?
I think dat boy got a leak,
Go and get wit em’,
I could just pay em a fee,
To heat em up just like a fleece,
I had a dawg turn cat,
But that’s what I eat,
I told you I’m part Japanese,

I’m in the trap wit a whole lotta P’s in a backpack,
Who at the door? Better back back ugh ugh,
Gun go ratta tat tat tat,
It’ll make that nigga back track ugh ugh,
Smoking on loud,
It got the sound of a scat pack ugh aye,
I got a whip wit a switch I could flip it and shift it I ain’t even know it go that fast,

It ain’t no talkin’ or backin’ and forthin’,
I ont’ even want it if I gotta force it,
I’m tryna cop me a bus n go touring ugh,
You know at the top it get boring ugh,
You know im the topic of course,
I need a whip wit like 300 horse,
Im at the strip wit like 300 whores,
I got her workin’ like she doin’ chores,

Beat up the beat then I beat it some more,
Heat up the weed now im geekin some more,
300 P’s it’s like we got a store,
Re up and re up den re up some more,
Me Ima stay in the cut like a sword,
My young nigga say im the plug like a cord,
Im smoking in something that you can’t afford,
Woo I think im starting to get bored,

Beat up the bag just like it was domestic,
I get these pounds for the low from my mesikan,
I need some Lui V just to be steppin’ in,
I can name 400 rappers im better than,
Woo I keep that lead no Zeppelin,
I got the rock it’s like im heavy metalling,
Woo my mama know I be peddling,
She know that I cannot go for the settling, woo!