Spirits iN My Coffee

223's hit ya fucking face and knees

Screaming fuck the police

They ain't doing shit for me

**** why you talking shit

Got the Choppa lemon squeeze

Rolling out my bed is yo shawty she is into me

Not feeling ya sympathy these hoes don't want no chivalry

They just wanna come feel the D

So I let her come feel the D

Got plenty artillery

We shooting shit

We sweep ya team

Show nobody empathy

Won't know about my brilliancy

And Shoutout to myself because I overcame them obstacles

Get some money in yo pockets now you feel unstoppable

She fuck with the vibes my **** that is psychological

**** mad I'm doing me I'm chilling and my pockets full

He said he gone see me pull up Bow now you shot lil bro

Referee Young Yort give you techs and I'm foul bro

That 607 wild flow

Opps see me and throw in towels bro

I'm like an Owl bro

I just get the neck then I gotta go

I'm high off the shits and I'm rolling up skunky

You not who you is why you put on a fronty

You really is pussy you really is punky

My bitch is bananas I feel like a monkey

Did this by myself no help from nobody so my **** this isn't luck

When my **** pop the trunk just know that you fucked

My **** you is outta luck

You want the beef I would never duck

I'm offa the leash **** what is up

Crocs on my feet bitch I live it up every single week bitch I live it up

I gotta go in that's how I grew up lil uzi keep it tuck

Yeah

She got a lil booty im not gone fuck

Aye

Haters be mad

Its okay cause I get to the bag

And you know imma flex on that ass

Like a gym get the cash

Why you all on my dick like a Vag

I know that you mad but why is you mad

She said that im the best that she ever had

She don't miss me she just missin the past

This **** keep talking and running his jaw

I might break the shit just like it was glass

I really don't give a fuck about the law

In a black Jeep going too fast

My bitch said she wanna new Maybach

How you a Trapper you don't even trap

You is a capper all you do is cap

Shawty a 10 she look like a snack

I need a Benz make the color black

I'm not talking tennis or titties but really i really love touching all the fucking racks

Made touchdown on a lil 7 grams but you cannot get ya quarterback

I put the weight of the world on my shoulders while yall **** chilling kickin and relaxed

I cannot talk about it less its facts