BBB

Holla at ya boy

My swag ugly like Lonzo Ball's shoe
But it's all looks and niggas alls
Up when I fall through
I'm a dog like Charlie Zelenoff
I'm looking for a spar, unite it all
Watch me stuff your memoirs inside a cigar
I'm getting blazed in your memory
Crush these weak niggas like: ha, sheesh
Give me energy
My whole fleet moving with mystique
That's that synergy
Lame niggas talking like they made in
The spot light looking finicky
Y'all bore, I'm more American Horror Story
You bore my words like paranoia
To a porch warrior boy not in my category
Running that weak fade like Joe Torre
I'm in the clutch where niggas worry
Shit I'm Robert Horry
And this some weather vet shit
Protect your neck and get your
Chest split for your necklace
Young and reckless

Ayy, ayy
Get that chest split for that necklace
Young and reckless

I don't know where I come from with
All this shit I be thinking
But you not seeing me
You motherfuckers keep dreaming
My heart froze solid like I'm
Some kind of anemic
Stick my fingers down a trap like
I'm some kind of bulimic
Swear my fingers stay itchy
I don't need no glove
And if ain't about the money
Nigga we won't budge
Still from the mud, I'm from the scummy
I don't need no love
All my family can't stand if
You don't bleed no blood

I was hitting it like huh