Musty

Musty
Ayy, they ask me how I'm feeling, my ni*** I'm feeling lovely
It must be, it must be
All these bitches tryna f*** me
That ni*** bitch, all these bitches
Ron Ron do that shit

They ask me how I'm feeling, my ni*** I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna f*** me
Musty, uhh my ni*** who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I'm feeling, my ni*** I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna f*** me
Musty, uhh my ni*** who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
I'm busting, no tussling
Bad bitch a eater that ain't for discussion, she busting and gushing
She dripping and moaning when I get to fuc***
Fufu ni*** sip on nothing but 'Tussin
I'm pouring the Quali', I'm throwed with my youngins
I pour with my youngins, I go with my youngins
We blowing them hundreds and blowing them 'Woods
I'm a nice ass ni*** but I'm misunderstood
Got a ratchet lil bitch and she from Inglewood
I'm moving around, I do nothing but jugg
I'm fuc*** these hoes like a young ni*** should
And you'd do the same if you young niggas could
Just bought the Beamer 'cause that shit look cleaner
How I get this shit, ni*** serving the fienders
Nigga bitches snitching like they serving subpoenas
And my niggas all nuts, you get served by a peanut
Your bitch she a slut she get curbed and deleted
Fuc*** while she pregnant, got nut on your fetus
I'm going too crazy, need to calm down, Jesus
Need to calm down, Jesus

They ask me how I'm feeling, my ni*** I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna f*** me
Musty, uhh my ni*** who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I'm feeling, my ni*** I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna f*** me
Musty, uhh my ni*** who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
I'm pouring juice by the deuce riding 'round in the coupe
I ain't playing with a bitch, lil baby I thought you knew
Busting scripts with your bitch for the lean
I'm off a bean, I sip nothing that's clean
I got a Sprite, I'ma turn this shit pink
I pop a percocet, pink like my drink
Hold up I'm tripping, you ho-ing or going lil bitch?
What the f*** a ni*** mean, he ain't pour up like this
Trying to pull up on my niggas like hold up they got sticks
This a hunned dollar cup, you ain't po' up like this
I'm a real right ni*** need a real right bitch
Need them blue face hundreds, I'm fiending, I gotta sip
If your bitch ain't going, I'm tripping, she gotta dip
I just got the sixteen, no flippin', I'm finna sip
Whole eight, in a two liter
Sipping with my same niggas, no new people
I'm kicking shit, whole gang off prescriptions bitch
Talk chips or my niggas ain't listening