Evidence Lyrics

Are you Not Spazz

Or Mr. Not Spazz4president (both)

Fingerprints don't exist

Fuck is leaving evidence (stupid)

Bench press yo gang

Two arms be my weapon bitch (you feel me)

How the fuck yo homie tell on him

N you ain't tell him shit ? (dummy)

What is niggas doin ?

Nothin short of an embarrassment

Second hand smoke a nigga kid

N then text his bitch (fast)

You don't like 3200

But you gon respect this shit (bitch)

Music going hard in the car

Make you wreck yo shit (crash)

5 blunts on the scale

Digi said it's 8 grams (digi)

Rolled em all in under 30 seconds

How I ain't cramp ? (Really)

Tommy ring bells

You would think a nigga date Pam

Riddled to the 'spital

Sending letters nigga take that

And this is only the beginning bro

He was only tryna take a pic

What you kill him for ? (I get it)

Now they finna mourn him

At his funeral eatin' dinner rolls

Now they talkin' bout what happened after

That's a different song

Middle of the ship

I'm on my way to Belize wit it

Told her I ain't really tryna fuck

I can't get the knees wit it (yea)

Still threw the pussy

I ain't get hard she know I mean business

She still tryna fuck

Ion give a fuck that's the same difference (it is)

Like a nigga that can't spell

I say wess the word (what is it?)

Triple park whips up on the

I'm gon bless the curb (we did it)

I got a whole ass bitch

But I'm next to her (you feel me)

You say it's 50 for a 3.5

Lemme test the herb

Bitch said you gotta chase me

Finna check the whore

Spend a lil sumn while I spin

N get necked for sure (necked for sure)

For she neck a young nigga up

Tell her check the door (check the door)

Put yo money on not spazz

You gon rest assured (yea)

Ion trust shit

They gon lie when u got the proof (she will)

On bars hangin out the car

I can't pop a roof (yea)

Plug like hitler

How you tell bruh spare da juice

Lost a couple hunnid

Think a bitch what I care to lose (I don't)

How many bitches

Shall I go outside n get

Nigga said he finna

N ain't tried it yet (yea)

Bought the bud straight up off the uh

N ain't dried it yet

She like bro you got it all wrong

Nah bitch I'm correct

She gon neck a young Nigga down

Till I fall asleep (swear)

What the fuck is a bank account ?

Got it all wit me (you feel me)

Rubber band it up n hold it down

Did it flawlessly (yea)

Money on me blockin' my eleven

She calling me

If I take another sip

Ima lose my balance (fall)

Sike two more shots

Just pass the gallon (I need it all)

Finna take this bitch home

She keep on askin (for real)

Aight bitch I get it

You ain't never had a real nigga (you haven't)

That tell you what it is

N still hit it (you feel me)

Typa nigga win it by myself

N still split it

How he quoting' motion

He a slow poke wit broke pivot (ha-ha)

Spazz why you this or that ?

Nigga that ain't yo business (it ain't)

N if it was you'd know

I know fasho bro you don't get it (you don't get it)

I never know enough

So bro don't tell me how to live it

Out the country wit it on me

You can't show me how I did it

(Stupid ass nigga)