Publicity Stunt

1017 Blrrrd He tryna pull a publicity stunt Damn These rappers be pussy they bleed once a month Don't speak on my name don't get put in a blunt You can diss all you want still won't get a response Nah It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint Slam Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just get to the point Slam You wanna be me I know what you want But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt Nah Live by the gun then you die by the gun Baow Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done My nigga got bond and he went on the run Go Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front Dump Droppin' the ceilin' I'm thinkin' I'll dump Dump Kill for a livin' and murder for fun Graow We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt No Nah we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt Go Why you diss me for publicity nigga Huh Is you in the streets or a industry nigga Well damn Is you my fan or my enemy nigga My money too grown to be kiddin' with niggas It's long I beat it with niggas play talk on the bunk One nigga didn't pay he got stabbed and runned up Huh uh Say he my opp but try dappin' me up Graow Give a round of applause 'cause we clappin' him up Clap Trappers are us come in traffic with us Gon' finesse on your bitch spend our taxes with us Mwah Say we the reason the prices went up I ran off on the plug and I doubled it up Ew These old niggas just don't know when to shut up Shh Better call yourself lucky if you walk on a crutch I got long arms I can reach out and touch you We got them singers they send off to Russia Ain't no disputin' I kill like I'm Putin Got a truck full of shooters I move like I'm Trump Soldiers stand guard for me like I'm Obama Try go get some gas and got killed at the pump Say you got hits but look you in a slump Say that you rich but you live in a dump My jit go retarded a switch on the pump Yeah Tell him shoot when he open he say he wanna dump Shoot baow He tryna pull a publicity stunt Damn These rappers be pussy they bleed once a month Yeah Don't speak on my name don't get put in a blunt Shh You can diss all you want still won't get a response Ha It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint Slam Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just get to the point Slam You wanna be me I know what you want I know But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt No Live by the gun then you die by the gun Graow Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done No My nigga got bond and he went on the run Go go go go Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front Trunk Droppin' the ceilin' I'm thinkin' I'll dump Dump Kill for a livin' and murder for fun Graow We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt Nah Nah we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt Go It's free Pooh and Foo 'til it's backwards you bastards Foo Why you sign goons I don't fuck with these rappers Foo Claim that they real but they know they some cappers I take a trap and I make 'em go platinum Slam Fuck makin' excuses I'm makin' it happen Foo I put that shit on and spend ten K on fashion I do Trick on the bitch like I'm Robert Kardashian I do Makin' more money than you can imagine I will When you caught lackin' that's when they attackin' Thought I was splurgin' didn't know I was stackin' Didn't know White and gold jewelry they said I was tacky Brr She gave me head and I gave her a rack Woo It came out his mouth now he can't take it back Watch what you say who you callin' a rat These niggas spread gossip then call it a fact 'Fore we give a statement we'll lay on the mat Wow Free all the soldiers who never roll over Who fight for their life gotta sleep with a knife Dawg went to trial and they gave him a life But he won his appeal now he covered in ice Brr Young nigga mixin' codeine with the Sprite Lean He gon' bust you gon' sign it and get three hundred likes Graow Shouts to Adidas he steppin' for stripes And give back to the hood I bought three hundred bikes It's Gucci He tryna pull a publicity stunt Damn These rappers be pussy they bleed once a month Damn Don't speak on my name don't get put in a blunt Shh You can diss all you want still won't get a response Huh It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint Slam Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just get to the point Slam You wanna be me I know what you want No But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt Damn Live by the gun then you die by the gun Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done My nigga got bond and he went on the run Pew Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front Dump Droppin' the ceilin' I'm thinkin' I'll dump Dump Kill for a livin' and murder for fun We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt Nah we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006 I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006 I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006 I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006 Well damn