Rapping My Indictment

Let's get a what

Twelve-t-t-t-twelve come to get a bag record

Twelve thousand

I left the stu and sold a ninety

My cousins say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em users, they just buyers

If I don't drop the niches back to ****' line, I'm just wrappin' my indictment

I left the stu and sold a ninety

My cousins say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment (Shit, the fuck up?)

Don't get confused and call 'em users, they just buyers (They just, yeah)

If I don't drop the niches back to ****' line, I'm just wrappin' my indictment

I don't tell 'em who, I'm sellin' 'em, face card, whole sellin'

Put it up, don't say nothin', I been selfish

I been tryna dodge the hook, but, motherfucker, shit, it is what it is

My only worry is to make the clientele call again

Say I keep it too real, hope they don't believe what I said

When I'm done with the pork, put the P's in the mail

Say if trappin' was a sport, boy, I'm throwin' Hail Mary's

Let a **** work the phone, when they call, you just answer

I'm a dog, you can ask 'em, I make somethin' out of nothin'

Take a **** anywhere, I bet you I'ma get some money

Put a Daisy stamp on it, tell your folks you got it from me

I been fuckin' up my image, still chillin' with them junkies

Say I'm a long way from it, I'm too far to go back

Puttin' points on the P's, puttin' sales in the racks

Say I help 'em run through it, bump my shirt all in the trap

In the booth bustin' plays, I'm forever hand-to-hand, ****

I let the stu and sold a .90

My cousin say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em usures, they just buyers

If I don't drop the niches back to ****' lyin', I'm just wrappin' my indictment

I let the steward saw the .90

My cousin say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em usures, they just buyers

If I don't drop the niches back to ****' line, I'm just wrappin' my indictment

Ayy, I just ripped the prezzy out the box (yeah)

I can get you robbed, but it's better if you shot (you already found out)

Right now I'm doin' better than the opps

Honestly, forever 'cause they never had a shot

Prada pants, leather top, I could never stop

New bitch ain't as bad as my old bitch, but it's better, wow (yeah)

In the spaceship on Bissonnette by the Chevron (woo)

Seller rocks to Vanessa, rocks in the bezel, now

I-I swear these **** always tryin' somebody (****)

Tried that bullshit up at Onyx, now my drake got a body

Them lil' **** catchin' hell, they is not catchin' bodies

I'm probably tryin' to catch the bank if I'm not catchin' boxes (it could be over)

We used to shoot at Cutlasses, now it's Culinans (now it's culinans)

Bitch swear she love her, I don't know my government

This money really got a **** on some other shit

Should I grab this five bedroom or another kit?

I left the stu and sold the .90 (left the stew and saw the .90)

My cousin say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em usures, they just buyers

If I don't drop the niches back to ****' line, I'm just wrappin' my indictment

I left the stew and saw the .90 (left the stew and saw the .90)

My cousin say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em usures, they just buyers

If I don't drop the niches back to ****' line, I'm just wrappin' my indictment

It's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Talkin' what I live, not lyin'

And these sons just statin' what I did

Cashed out on the condo, hadn't even soaked the crib

Knew my main source of income would be sellin' **** ribs

Talkin' how I do, it's like the paperwork concealed

Man, I got a full house from the cards I was dealt

Swervin' somethin' foreign, I ain't orderin' a lyft

My Louis jogger suit smell like Baccarat and Fenn (damn)

Presley or the Sky, the only Rollies on my wrist (the only Rollies on my wrist)

**** tryna save what I leave for the tip

I fuck with users and the buyers, the mules and suppliers (buyers)

Still play the cool and we was hot as air fryers

Me and Dude don't drop, you be listenin' to Liars (Liars)

You petty-ass **** still icin' out your wires (wires)

Seen Boss' jam, get to singin' like Mariah (Telly)

If you ain't got a bag, you better try to get higher

I left the stu and sold the .90 (left the stu and sold a .90)

My cousin say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em usures, they just buyers

If I don't drop, then it's just back to **** lyin', I'm just wrappin' my indictment

I left the stu and sold the .90 (left the stu and sold the .90)

My cousin say it's like I'm wrappin' my indictment

Don't get confused and call 'em users, they just buyers

If I don't drop, then it's just back to **** lyin', I'm just wrappin' my indictment

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Let's get it, bae

Ah-ah

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