That Anti Râpper Lyrics

We on the road, we bippin'

Really been black truck bippin'

You picked you a side you can die with them niggas

I don't like to hide, I'm outside with the triggers

Draco hot, it's spittin'

That bitch hit like Pippen

Time keep going, the bitch keep ticking, I won't stop going, the bitch keep hitting

She think I'm playing them games, I'm fucking her good while the backdoor open

She think she so smooth but she don't know that my nickname Jergens

Please don't diss, he dead

And y'all can't get him back

Why y'all on my dick?

When I just fucking rap

Where the fuck is he going? Hawking him down, where the fuck is he running to

You did what you did, don't cry, I only hit like one or two

You can't stop the shit I do cause I do what I wanna do

Are you made I'm getting cash, it's prolly cause I don't fuck with you

Four by four, get the truck and then I'm swerving

I'mma hit this la- and I be itching cause I'm nervous

Had a bitch get wet, say she like the way a nigga word it

You can ask Miara, always had a way when I be flirting

Bitch stop barking in my ear

Bitch keep talking, I don't care

I am not about to hear

Talking about some other shit

Lor bro got his brother hit

They call him the "backdoor", get from round, can't fuck with it

Was trynna stay up while my brother sold a triple wham

I can't lay up, another hoe won't post me on the gram

We caught a lay up but I gave bro the assist and he torched ya mans

Stay where you at, don't jump out of that

But I under if you jump for a bag

Uhhh, tell me (tell me)

You know how it feel to get some money?

Tell me how to feel to be a rich ass junkie?

Wait, one more

Had to resupply, my og hustle, he the gun store

Nigga tell the truth, nah they don't know but you know I know

Caught a dead guy loafing on that (shh) now we want more