No Autotune

Damn, damn
 My nigga we trappin' underhand, underhand
 Why can't I trust my own man
 Really I can't trust no bitch
 Hell yeah man my nigga with the shit
 My nigga with the shit and he not no snitch
 Call Of Duty man you know we shootin' shit
 You got hitmarkers man I know you gon miss
 We be in the streets man this shit not no diss
 She like me and she say she want a kiss
 Hell nah bitch I can't take no risk
 Can't hit no lick with you boy that's a risk
 I can't wait to bust down my wrist
 Sippin' wock I ain't sip on that Tris
 Niggas plottin', why this Glock on my hip
 Don't try nothin' you gon get hit in the hip
 Fuck the club, give a fuck bout the VIP
 I like Marijuana, I like zips
 And I like pounds too
 She wasn't around me when I was down too
 I don't even wanna be around you
 I was probably high when I found you
 You a bitch, give his ass a tutu
 Big Glock this is not a 22
 I'm posted in the cut nigga and I'm smokin' on some endo
 Post outside yo door with thе Glock,nigga, big extendo
 Yea I ridе through my city real low nobody know I'm there ho
 But I ride with the Glock,
 yeah, sittin' right there on the chair though
 Damn 12 hot nigga when a nigga look out the window
 Fuck 12 nigga, they ain't know shit and I know too
 Glock in my hand right now as I record this song
 Rollin' up KK I ain't talking Krusty Krab but i'm smokin' strong
 And I got too many plays on the way, lil nigga go alone
 Tryna talk real shit on the mic boy this not no sing along
 I don't need no autotune, I do the same on my own
 The things that I went throught, I went through on my own
 Text everyday and I know she see her phone
 She don't love me no more, tryna figure out where I went wrong
 I don't really need no autotune
 Got choppas with me and all my goons
 When I blow up, when I go Kaboom
 Don't try to ask me for some money, you doom
 Y'all niggas live ya life so fake, cartoon
 And I can see the ocean, and the lake, and the moon