Residue Lyrics

Smoke a Nigga on his birthday pop his ass and them balloons

Sometimes I hit the fetty light so it don't leave no residue

I'm in the trap they buy some grams then start heating they spoon

Stopped popping tens ain't getting high I been thinking immune

Hold on

Heard you know who popped ya man's is that the truth

I ain't gonna lie if that was me I woulda slide that afternoon

I'm boutta say too much it's prolly just the EWOP or the juice

This ain't no regular shit don't know if it's three oz or a deuce

Damn they said the shit I'm rapping be cap

Truth be told was flipping ps while you selling out halfs

My daily profit off that pit you make a month offa crack

What you make an eight ball I make that shit every gram

2020 last time I ever did hand to hand

Like I said In pictures they had caught bro on the cam

Don't give a fuck about these givenchys I can go and buy ten

That Nigga fly and broke as fuck you take his clothes watch him land

I done took some Ls I admit it

First time a Nigga clutched it on me I ain't run ain't no bitching

I was in they alley with a junk they ain't do shit coulda blick me

Them niggas walked down and start talking woulda emptied my glizzy

If He say he smoking chop I'll smoke his ass with this chop

Crimeboss gang long live cousin Naj still post you a lot

I give this rap shit up right now to get my uncle from God

What you need a pill to do a drill like that Nigga muwop

I done slid off them drugs and I done slid while I'm sober

Either way I up this bitch you know he getting fucked over

Ten grams of raw in the car my junk banged out it was over

But I survived and then hopped out I popped two percs for my shoulder

Remember slug had called me mad as fuck from the cell

He said such and such said suck his dick you know that come with them shells

Cause playing dick games just like you playing with hell

Unless you tryn meet the devil keep that shit to yo self

Pussy

That Nigga Ben Simmons cause he scared to go shoot it

He ain't never score on shit his ass a peewee league hooper

If I give lil bro the play he posting up like C Boozer

I always got back every L cuz my ass a sore loser

Smoke a Nigga on his birthday pop his ass and them balloons

Sometimes I hit the fetty light so it don't leave no residue

I'm in the trap they buy some grams then start heating they spoon

Stopped popping tens ain't getting high I been thinking immune