Story's Antagonist Lyrics

His ass ain't even got no mother fuckin' car tag on that mother fucker

You see that shit twin

Ha ha ha ha haa

What the fuck we about to do nigga

Don't be scared now nigga

Let's go ahead and slide on that mother fucker, fuck that pussy ass nigga

I know where he live

Car ain't got no tag

Dude throwed off, might go tail it

Beam on me, I light shit like I'm the Predator trying to catch my prey

Folks get to actin' right after they ignore me, how many chances I done gave

Joker in this bitch, fuck yo' hand I'd TNT that money that's my spade

Gas hit me up, thought it was laced at the party feeling hella dazed

Gma birthday just passed, know she fed pops in the 60's only mashed potates

BBL stuff, you ain't even got no damn belly button

Kidnap his ass & if he ain't gettin to talkin, grab the seesaw get to cuttin

Feed that birdie no bread, hit his ass with the rock and not hide it get to duckin

Yeah my 30 on me, shirt too small, lowkey got to put my tank top tucked in

Don't overdose like you David Ruffin, set him up that's a nasty backdoor

His ass a real rat, he'll do it for anything he even ate the cheese mold

I'm your lord, first comes Darth, trimmy aura this room turning cold

Shawty cool for real riding that ATV, her ass from Oakland city Zone four

Toast at Lenox, shawty want to do it for some IG looks

Teach you how to slide, you going to have to pay 1200 for this guidebook

That information you mistook, you ain't no crook, actin' like you slimey

Custom one's up on my feet, bet you nowhere else you can even find these

Boxed in behind that creed, blood splattin' cause of all that greed

Dude 23, call him T, he shoot like Jordan but he got screws in his knees

Shoutout like I am DJ Scream, speaking that real over that platform

Bet if you ain't takin them on that date first week, you going to get scorned

If you've been warned, fake shit slip right through them cracks

If you can't bench yo' problems in that weight room, won't ever reach yo' max