Letters Lyrics

Cappin like you gotta whip but you aint never had a V

Im tired of niggas spellin my name wrong- its Skech without a T

Im all about Gettin Mo Cheddar thats why i whip a GMC

He don't shoot- he said his hands work- i guess we'll have to C

Never played hide nd go seek- im in yo town like H.E.B

Don't drive sedans or whip a van- im in a truck or SUV

I always got a fidget on me, think i might have ADD

I told my bitch to mind her business i am not her LLC

Dude said he got some boxing gloves and wanna fight but this ain't creed

Ill put the metal on his head- now he johnny apple seed

Remember nights I was up late searching for jobs right on indeed

I needa get this money somehow- i got two whole mouths to feed

Every bitch gon look they best on social media

Won't play me like no dummy i promise im not remedial

I only fuck with her in spring cause lil mama seasonal

Once summer hit i vanish-like magic- become unreachable

Once he see me pull up flexin with his bitch- he gon be shook

She shakin ass all in the party bus- i told em take a look

My mouthpiece- a masterpiece- really i should write a book

Just know i fucked her if her number saved- don't care how long it took

These hoes be thinkin ima scholar, but im not a graduate

Been selling dreams since i was little- and they sell out fast as shit

My dawg was trappin- sellin grams straight to his grams no accident

Sellin weight puttin on pounds- kept protein in his cabinet

Cappin like you gotta whip but you aint never had a V

Im tired of niggas spellin my name wrong- its Skech without a T

Im all about Gettin Mo Cheddar thats why i whip a GMC

He don't shoot- he said his hands work- i guess we'll have to C

Never played hide nd go seek- im in yo town like H.E.B

Don't drive sedans or whip a van- im in a truck or SUV

I always got a fidget on me, think i might have ADD

I told my bitch to mind her business i am not her LLC