Abnormal Lyrics

Get spread out, we drivin', this bitch ain't regular R.I.P. Drake, my boy was a mella

Lowkey, I'm a pimp, baby, I'll sell her Steppin' on a opp, if I wasn't my channel

Say you want somethin', you can hit me on the phone

Take a long time, we gon' get his ass gone

Die by myself, I'ma rock, V-Lone

Can't copy me, I can't be cloned

Your girl told me that you ain't shit

I run it up in the field and I'm throwin' bullets

And niggas got me feelin' like reveal

Call me daddy, but ain't no trend

You cryin' over this bitch, you ain't got that

For ten years, boy, you will smell

Big-ass gun got me walkin' sideways

Big-ass, there's just somethin' goin' on with my kill

Most of y'all niggas, y'all ain't know shit

I got MTV Cribs tryin' to come check out how y'all niggas live

I'm a construction worker, we can give that nigga dread

Have you ever been through so much pain

I ain't gon' lie, it's still hard for me to hear

I wouldn't tell you a motherfuckin' thing

You look like you gon' let the beat spill

Watch your homie here shoot you with a steel

I'm like Tupac, bitch, I ain't still

More like Tupac, way above the rim

Stomp that nigga like a whole pair of temples

You can't play me like I'm one of them

Bitch, you know I'm one of them ones

Shorty tryin' to treat me like she ate lunch

I wouldn't touch her, she fuckin' over

Look at that nigga face, he gon' spill

Niggas think that it's Christmas time

Everywhere he turn, that nigga seen a bell

Water drippin' off me, you can't tell

She said, damn, you high as hell

You fly as hell, do you parasail

My niggas gon' spend back-to-back

Ain't no kids on no carousel

Never sold drugs, you ain't never made a sale

All them stories that you tellin

Bout your step, them fairy tales

Got you by a horse so you can catch seashells

I don't want my bitch at all

She like a toddler, she bad as hell

Roll in the mountain, her yellin' slap for you

Young thug, bitch, we ain't wearin' a scarf

Can't spread out, we drivin', this bitch ain't regular

R.I.P. Drake, my boy was a mella

Low-key, I'm a pimp, baby, I'll sell her

Steppin' on the opp, if I went to my jail

Say you want somethin', you get me on the phone

Take a long time, we gon' get his ass gone

Dive by myself, I'ma rock V-Lone

Can't copy me, I can't be cloned

Your girl told me that you ain't shit

I run it up in the field, them thorn bullets

And niggas got me feelin' like a villain

Call me daddy, but ain't no trip

You cryin' over this bitch, you ain't got that

Fourteen years, boy, you will smell

Big-ass gun got me walkin' sideways

Bad-ass, is there somethin' goin' on with my heel

They said, what's goin' on with your heel

Pocket full of blues, bitch, I ain't no crib

Don't make me send them boys where you live

So chain your mouth for Runny and Lil

Throw them blunt shit out like a vet

We ain't goin' campin' if you see Black 10

Just like a wild-eyed, know you gon' bend

Bitch, I'm fresh, I don't need no pen

See, I walk, I walk with a lamp

Money, my bitch don't play, I'm a pro

She said she like you, you a sum

But I said, well, bitch, if that don't go

I remember days where you couldn't pay the rent

Dug in my pocket, my shoe was full of lead

Want me to lose, but I know I'm goin' win

I be on the block, more than sure

Get spread out, we drivin', this bitch ain't regular

R.I.P. Drake, my boy was a mella

Low-key, I'm a pimp, baby, I'll sell her

Steppin' on a opp, if I wasn't, I'd sell her

Say you want somethin', you can hit me on the phone

Take a long time, we gon' get his ass gone

Dive by myself, I'ma rock, be long

Can't copy me, I can't be cloned

Your girl told me that you ain't shit

I run it up in the field, and I'm throwin' bullets

Had niggas got me feelin' like a villa

Call me daddy, but it ain't no trend

You cryin' over this bitch, you ain't got that

For ten years, boy, you will smell

Big-ass gun got me walkin' sideways

They askin' if somethin' goin' on with my hill

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