360's most hated Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, look, I'ma take it from the top, ya I got father problems

Fuckin' with the coppers when they stop us, I'ma start a squabble

I'm intelligent and use it in the wrong ways, Had a long day, time to get that top and sip

some Bombay, Baby , come with me, I'll show you who you meant to be, The doctor told my mother I have psychopathic

tendencies, I'm psycho, yeah, But please don't call me special ed, I'm

underdressed and eatin' good, You can catch me in your hood, I'm ridin

round with two goons, It's a dark night full moon

Fast car go, zoom, zoom, roll pass, go doo doo

They call me Mr. Steal , yo, girl, yeah, I'm the ruler of this world

Sippin on some tea, it's Earl Grey, for the slacks

Talk that shit, you get knocked back, Yo, girl, look like she do crack

Quit the cap, you know that's facts, I'm so hesh, I'm skatin' fast

Makes up for the skills I lack, I dress fly, but can't do math

Told my teacher, quit the sass and throw that ass

She like, wow, it grow real fast, Yeah, you know I passed that class straight A's, Bitch, I'm what you call a scholar, never

felt like this before, Takin' Xanax till my body hit the floor

I hear the police knock, knock, knock, knockin' at the door

Like, hooligan, we got a warrant for your arrestin'

Mama taught me never trust a reverend, Was a bad kid, never learned my lesson

I just keep on steppin' and keep that weapon, I keep on stressin'

Demons keep me up at night, I befriend them, there's no need to fight

Hit that bong and then take flight, Pops left, mama found

Daniel know everything alright, Broken family turned whole again

Now, ain't that a sight? As a kid me and my brother often would fight

It's all out of love, this liquor in my cup, Got me feelin' out of luck

Take a shot and then throw up, I'm a mess, I'm distressed

Walk up in the occasion underdressed, I'ma cause a scene

If you need a friend, please don't call on me

Yeah, please don't fuckin' bother me, Just look at my persona

I'm a loner and a stoner, Again, bitch, I'm never sober

Said she wanted me to hold her, So I'm bout to motorboat her

Get the head and bend her over, Now she tired, need some Folgers

I'm a hard hitter, card puller , Got a team, they all vultures

Hungry for that money, ho, Try to pull a scam

And now you lookin' like a dummy, though, Got you lookin' like a clown

Yeah, you actin' very funny, ho, Got you lookin' at the ground

Look at me, I'm stunnin', though, Look at me, I'm stunnin', though

Woah, yeah, the motherfuckin' Don is back

Got a call from Putin askin' for his fuckin' daughter back

Catch me at the park sippin', Yeah, this where we laud her at

Yeah, they hit my line trippin', Askin' where your boy is at

Any rapper step to me, You know I fuckin' slaughter that

Momma's boy mixtape, Your female has been onto that