Bar4Bar

[Chorus]
One in the head (One in the head), I ain't gotta cock it (Baow, yeah)
Before you hate on T, get off yo' ass and check yo' pockets (Get off yo' ass)
Bitch, I'm really slidin' (Bitch, I'm slidin'), cause a genocide (A genocide)
Before this rap shit, I had got rich off committing crimes (Got rich off committing crimes)
I ain't never need no nigga, I had myself, I needed God (I needed God)
When Pops had went to prison, they thought it was over, we beat the odds (Beat the odds)
Rich nigga, I ain't got no opps (Yeah, yeah), feel like I'm gaming, beating COD (Bеating COD)
I snap quick like a poet (Yeah, yеah), this for my boys, I don't need applause (Need applause)

[Verse 1]
How the bitch ain't got no bag (Yeah) but you still like to buy her Birkin? (She buy a bag, yeah)
That nigga sold his loyalty, I guess I wasn't worth it (Wasn't worth)
I tell the story straight (Yeah, hmm), but all my checks is wrote in cursive (Wrote in cursive)
"T, how you talking right (Yeah, hmm) but then yo' gun be steady cursing?" (Brrt-bah)
So many dicks been in my glizzy (Yeah), it done lost the bladder (It done lost the bladder)
I think this opp' took up the L (Yeah), but it don't really matter (It don't fucking matter, bah)
I know a bitch who getting mad (Baow) 'cause all my niggas had her (They all fucking had her, bah)
I offed a nigga in Margiela's (Bitch, bah), now they got the splatter (Fucking splatter, blaow)
I had to hit the bitch first (Yeah, yeah) so I could see her after (See her after, yeah)
I know a nigga who got slimed (What?) 'cause he had took an apple (Had took an apple, yeah)
I got religious (Ooh, ooh) 'cause I seen what snakes had did to Adam (Did to Adam, ooh)
We turned his ass to oxygen, he play, we went right at 'em (We went right at 'em)
He wanna die about a bitch (Yeah), his ass be gone by Eve (His ass be gone by Eve, yeah)
I'm making product off a tree like Johnny Appleseed (Fucking Seed)
When I'm in beef (Yeah), these niggas die, so I don't like Applebee's (Fucking Bee's)
I hit yo' lil' ho in a flash (Yeah), you know I'm having speed (Having speed, ooh)
This lil' ho acting fishy (Yeah), take her ass to Captain D's (Take her to fucking Captain D's)
I'm known for stretching niggas out (Yeah), Lil Tkey athlete (I'm a fucking athlete, 'lete)
Lil' ho, it's players first (Yeah, yeah), when I step in, bitch, after me (After me, woo)
Y'all niggas don't work at lids (Yeah, bitch), so can you stop that cappin', please (Pussy-ass nigga, bitch)

[Chorus]
One in the head (One in the head), I ain't gotta cock it (Gotta cock it)
Before you hate on T, get off yo' ass and check yo' pockets (And bitch, check yo' pockets)
Bitch, I'm really slidin' (Bitch, I'm slidin'), cause a genocide (A genocide)
Before this rap shit, I had got rich off committing crimes (Got rich off committing crimes, yeah, yeah)
I ain't never need no nigga, I had myself, I needed God (I needed God)
When Pops had went to prison (Yeah), they thought it was over, we beat the odds (Beat the odds)
Rich nigga, I ain't got no opps (Yeah), feel like I'm gaming, beating COD (Beating COD)
I snap quick like a poet (Yeah), this for my boys, I don't need applause (I don't need applause)

[Verse 2]
Door glue like all my bills, I found 'em, but I still need mo' (Need mo')
I gave you life, lil' nigga, so please don't get it repoed (Get it repoed)
Affidavit, you ain't never seen my sig, Tkey ain't never did no bid But if a nigga say, "It's smoke", I give 'em free poke (Free poke)
I made an empire (Yeah) off of bricks and that bitch standing sturdy (What?)
Yo' ass better not get in that game (Yeah) if you ain't playing dirty (Then you a bitch)
My niggas bad boys (Yeah), nigga, don't get pissed in (Nigga, don't get pissed in)
Know real shooters, they don't even flick they wrist in (They don't flick they fucking wrist in)
They counted me out, thought I couldn't ball, I felt like Brent Barry (Brent Barry)
They take yo' money with that stick, they call 'em rent fairy (Rent fairy)
I drop my feelings for everybody, but I'm still caring (I'm still caring)
You ain't got no daddy, tryna plot but that shit still apparent (Bitch-ass nigga)

[Chorus]
One in the head (Yeah), I ain't gotta cock it (I ain't gotta cock it, baow)
Before you hate on T (Yeah), get off yo' ass and check yo' pockets (Bitch, get off yo' ass)
Bitch, I'm really slidin' (Bitch, I'm slidin'), cause a genocide (A genocide)
Before this rap shit, I had got rich off committing crimes (Got rich off committing crimes)
I ain't never need no nigga, I had myself, I needed God (I needed God, blaow)
When Pops had went to prison, they thought it was over, we beat the odds (Beat the fucking odds)
Rich nigga, I ain't got no opps, feel like I'm gaming, beating COD (Beating COD, bah, bah)
I snap quick like a poet, this for my boys (Bah), I don't need applause (I don't need a clap, bitch)

[Outro]
Fuck you talking 'bout?
Get off yo' ass, pussy-ass (Get off yo' ass)
All that crying, nigga
Yeah, and that boy sad, cooked as shit
Fuck nigga, get off yo' ass