Isaiah Bond

I don't even got no regular like, flick shit, hold on

Let me grab my, grab my Weezy

Hah

I don't even smoke no za, but I know when it's talkin' bout some' (Yeah, yeah)

I ain't really tryna get booked, tell 12 "That's not my gun" (Nah)

She ain't never met no real one, I'ma show her one

My brother rollin' up like the Crimson Tide, no Bond, uh

I ain't gon' let no one shame me for tryna keep my time (Yeah)

Niggas sayin' they got issues that Charlotte Red done got by (Yeah)

She can't even look in my eyes like I'ma burn her insides (Yeah)

Stomp on a nigga in socks, I'm chillin' wit' Martin in the box, uh