No Recruits

Why you acting like you hard, knowing that you scared to shoot

In MPR that bee tha gamg, we ain't doing no recruit

You bust us, we bustin' back, I'm tryna knock his noodle loose

Like bitch you know what I go do, spin around like a hula hoop

I tell Lil Tez that he gon' go, god damn we don't up the score

I'm stuffing dick up in her throat, lil' bruh he mad about a ho

Bitch I been beating on my pockets, they be like damn yo she's soaked

And when they let my nigga towel, he done slimed him out for sure

And bid my white boy out that pen, bitch I call him Jermy

I pray to God that's everyday but he still know that I'm a saint