Incase! Lyrics

Oh shit

I could really rap for real nigga

Fuck that singing shit nigga

These niggas be fake and these niggas be hoes huh

Can't even call em my bros huh

Call up my twin he ten toes

That lil bitch got a lil white on her nose

"They say you Kozart?"

I guess, I suppose huh

They see its me and they dig it

Drac wit a drum and it spin like a fidget

Knock off his head now he look like a midget

I use the same flow? I guess that I'll switch it

G19 and it came wit a blatt

Can't find the wock so I'm sipping on Fat

He talking down so that boy got wacked

If I leave my gun then twin got my back

When I say my twin I'm talking bout Benji

When I say my gang I'm talking bout PUDA huh

You know that lil nigga a ooter

G19 but he fuck wit a Ruger

Extended the clip but I call it a ruler

When I say the ruler not Bk huh

I'm done when I'm done, don't care if no bitch sang

Niggas be huh wait damn

Niggas be huh wait huh?

That lil semi-auto go dun dun dun duh

Don't care if he limping I shoot till I'm done

Ha! recorded this shit just for fun

Feel like The Godfather These niggas my sons

He asked for a feat, bitch I need my funds huh

The Stussy it cost me a band

I fucked on your bitch cause that lil hoe a fan

I had that hoe spinning right on the ceiling

She asked for the dick when we met, ain't no greeting

I told her just come to the back, private meeting

That nigga want be me, I told him just stop it, drop it

Shoot that lil boy wit my pocket rocket

Bitch, let the beat breathe

I had your bitch gagging right on her knees

She asked for the dick but I got what I need

That lil bitch barking she feeling like speed

Bitch you a sin, ima call yo ass greed

Ahead of the game, yeah I'm in the lead

The bread and the music, that's all that I need

She gag on the dick when I told her to breathe

I'm sick of you niggas now I gotta sneeze

Got white bitches dancing, not talking bout Grease

Got new Vetements before the release