Believe Her (Sons)
They my sons yeah
They my sons yeah
They my sons yeah yeah i smack it like a drum
They my sons yeah (unn) (yeaaahhhhh)
They gon run yeah
They my sons yeah (Yuh un unh)
They my sons yeah yeah i smack it like a drum
Niggas always talking but they gon run
They gon run
They gon run
They gon run
Yeah un un un un un
Keep a nine yeah ion got no time
Niggas always talking but you nine to five (yeah yeah)
See my ratio thats 2-1
Got some shooters so I dont keep a gun
Got some 2 bad hoes up in buddkan (pew pew)
How much guap yeah I guess its none
And this rap shit just begun
Got like 2 white hoes and they want some fun
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Sorry bitch i ai'nt fuck ya friend
Like sorry bitch I make emends
Yeah Yeah
She said Im the one yeah
They my sons yeah yeah i smack it like a drum
Niggas always talking but they gon run
They gon run
They gon run
They gon run
Yeah un un un un un
Caught a op yeah she is deceased (pew)
Fuck these niggas they do not know me
If i want it then I have to move patience
Fu- fu- fu- fuck a realtion
Fuck they devil he gave me temptation
On a jet im on vacation
Fuck ya bitch she gave me frustration
Yeah Yeah Yeah yeah
In LA we sipping on gas
Fucking ya bitch she know how to act
These niggas be looking they looking Abstract
Yeah she came in with a Tac
Im in New York Im breaking her back
Im in out just like the flash
Yea ima- ima- imma fuck then pass
See my ratio thats 2-1
Got some shooters so I dont keep a gun
Got some 2 bad hoes up in buddkan
How much guap yeah I guess its none
And this rap shit just begun
Got like 2 white hoes and they want some fun
Yeah uh uh uh uh uh uh
See my shooter they talking
Im the hottest nigga when i walk in
Tell ya bitch tell her stop talking
Yeah yeah
Sorry bitch i ai'nt fuck ya friend
Like sorry bitch I make emends
Yeah Yeah
She said Im the one yeah
I can't love on no tressha
Swear to God I do'nt need her
Why the fuck would i believer her You a sinner an unbeliever
Swear to God I had to preach her
Yeah YEAH
