Thug Tears

You're freaking, you're a flipper

Yeah, whoa, all kinds of shit

You think you know me?

Weed, crack and dope

Damn, Peggy

I feel fuckin' terrible

All I need is rest  (Throw up)

I am uncontested, how can I confess this?

Watch how I finesse ('Bout a hundred bands)

How you so invested? This can't be your best 'cause

I am not impressed (Baby, I must have fuckin' standards)

Bullets through my body, I'm a different shawty

You my favorite mess (Every time I come around, it's like you dump the bands)

Bitch, I'm never pressed, oh

Keep a fresh Bic, ride down 86, hit

Roll deep like the ket

Bitch, I'm (Smoke)

Too fly in the whip, hit

Fake news, we ain't 'pressed

Is it safe now? Got my trey pound

In case a bitch wanna test

Work hard

Work, work (I feel like I'm 'bout to throw up)

Work hard, twerk hard

Twenty-six, no kids, yeah

Talk shit, back it up, no fades, throw shade, whole game

Look a damn mess

Hey, fuck the cappin'

Look, no stress

I'm vexed, what the **** is my appearance? (What's he sayin'?)

I keep a ratchet, I like 'em YesJulz moaning like that actress

Ain't got no standards, I'm kinda passive (Right, young)

Young Rich Swann, we gon' cash in (We gon' cash in)

Dust off them ratchets, we got some action

I'm on the main line, I'm tryna catch 'em (Okay)

Look, I wish, I wish a **** would, man

Look, I wish a **** would try to test me

I wish a **** would go against me

I'm a thug, I don't play with no rap beef

Fuck around, end up on a backstreet

And I've been crossed so many times

Look, man

I wish

I wish a **** would try to test me

I wish a **** would go get me

I'm a thug, I don't play with no rap beef

Fuck around, end up on a backstreet

And I done cried so many times

I done did so many crimes (Don't kill me)

No time, y'all gassed up for the new line

I'll make a **** cry at his own pad

I'll make a **** cry for his dead dad

I'll make a **** cry for his fat wife

I'll make a **** cry for

I'll make a **** cry for help

I'll make a **** cry for himself (Thug tears)