Throwbacc - Mbnel, Drakeo The Ruler

They just left me off probation

Fuck it though, poles in my videos

Lil' baby tryin' to fuck me, I’m too rich fuckin' with you city ho’s

Hey I might blow a check the way you lettin' them ass n' titties go

Bitch I’ma kiss my Glock before I ever go and kiss you ho’s

(Tuh, stupid)

Bitch I’ma crip my flag on left sides

Still screamin' fuck you niggas and everybody except mine

I ain’t checkin' in lil' bitch, unless I’m checkin' in for the check signs

Niggas tryna kill me, I’m ridin' 'round with this TEC-9

I ain’t sayin' no names my bro got at, fuck a vest size

Left him Fetty Wap, this face shot left him with no left eye

Niggas dissin' on the gram, oh that’s cute we don’t 'net slide

Hey, so everything else, we don’t let slide (Sheesh)

Damn baby, bust it open girl How you do that you gon' make me wanna spend all

these one’s the way move that

I got this Glock right by my dick, I’m high as shit

Boy you better move back

Before she suck us in this function

Better hope that they can shoot back, ayy who that

I got these bitches askin' who that

If I see a sucka we on his head, just like the durag

Nigga blue rag, bitch I’ma crip just like a handicap

I ran off with this nigga pole, he won’t get his hammy back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Ayy, clap it from the back, this city bitch she make it clap it back

Four nickel glizzy fuck a stock, the thirty mag attached

I just fucked this nigga bitch, she tried to kill me, I know he mad at that

Hoppin out a Scat, that nigga still drivin' a Cadillac

Ayy, I mix the clear with that dark shit

I’m feelin' like a valet, the way we park shit

Ayy, it’s pistol pikachu, the way the spark shit

Bitch we got them drums and hella sticks, some lincoln park shit

I’m like damn baby, soon as I seen you, I’m like who that?

The way you bouncin' ass make a nigga wanna run through that

We got guns in the club, we won’t hesitate to go shoot that

Got me thinkin' if I’m fuckin' bitch I’m nuttin', yo' ass too fat

Ayy, I’m off this Don and this pill bitch

Nigga, you can’t, 'cause you ain’t kill shit

Nigga, when I’m off these drugs I can’t feel shit

Stop cryin, you in jail 'cause yo' dumbass post when you drill shit

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Throw that shit back, lil' baby go and throw that shit back

Bitch I’m Drakeo don’t gotta ask if I’ma shoot back

How we did lil, It’s like why y’all do that?

Bitch I don’t talk to police, I ain’t these new rappers

Got put on that twenty five, oh you a new factor

Okay you had the first wave, but this a new chapter

They gon' have yo' momma talkin' to a news caster

That choppa sung, he was preachin' like a few pastors

You see me in that county jail, I don’t do rappin'

If we talkin' savin' ho’s, nigga you captain

I put my wrist up in the air and poured two fantas

My black bitch up in the club she want two santas

My white bitch just did a mug, and broke two sandals

Sent a whole wave of shells at his durag

Like why you at me on the gram?

Bro we don’t do that

I sent a whole wave of shells at his durag

Like why you at me on the gram?

Bro we don’t do that

The Ruler