Allah - Teejayx6

Bust a BOA, for thirty thousand, all my niggas havin' cheers

We sellin' bread with an AR, we sellin' bread with some beers

I’m top smokin' loud, this shit fuckin' with my ears

At my crib in the burbs, I just ran into some deers

Your power steerin' fucked up, you can’t even steer

Need somebody to open up a Chase, call my phone to volunteer

Knock his head off, like we playin' volleyball

My auntie call my phone like, «Can you sell these Adderalls?»

Was 'bout to put them on the plane, but I don’t think he got the balls

Why you run off with my money, you motherfuckin' bastard

I just fucked a bitch 'cause she thought that I was Casher

Plus I stole her ID and she didn’t even notice

Kanye, Jay-Z scammed a nigga named Otis

Bought a rocket launcher and this bitch is atrocious

Got a new rental and this bitch is a Focus

I was bored as hell, back in school, couldn’t even focus

My worker just broke a BOA, gave him a bonus

Bought a profile, and I think it’s Nick Jonas

Just 'cause you don’t have no weed, don’t try to pass me no till

Fucked her from the back and pulled out her ponytail

It was five hundred dollars just to log-on to Yale

I don’t care if you’re a bitch, I’ll scam a female

Told me that he gettin' money, we know that’s a fairy tail

They ask me how I’m doin', bitch, I’m doin' very well

I just caught this nigga ridin' in an old Impala

It costs to get in the party, and you ain’t even got a dollar

One time I scammed a Muslim and he called me sayin', «Allah!»

Just stole a credit card and it belonged to my mama

Wrapped a white shirt around my head, feel like Osama

Told the Jew to send a thousand, and I’ma add two commas

Bought a fake wig, now I look like John Stockton

I heard a nigga said he want some beef, let’s get it poppin'

Deposit a fake check inside the bank, that bitch poppin'

Give you 13 on my Glock, imma rock it

You can get rich fuckin' with the stock market

It’s really just my weed, but they think somebody farted

I just slapped the fuck outta my cousin, he retarded

He don’t fuckin' listen, man, this nigga so stupid

Amiri’s, offered Jordans, boy, you look so stupid

I cannot fall in love, bitch, I am not cupid

Feel like Juice WRLD, 'cause my dreams so lucid

Runnin' to my old teacher, man, I hate John Lucas

Tryna lock us up in jail, it’s a fucked up institution

I’m tryna quit doin' fraud and just focus on my music

But man, I swear that shit ain’t as fuckin' easy as it sounds

Was tryna make a rap song but nigga called for a pound

Hello?

Yeah, lemme get a pound.

alright where you at?

Shit, I’m on 7 Road.

Alright, here I come.

For sure.

And you really think that I was 'bout to turn that shit down?

I just pulled up on my bitch like, «Come outside now»

What’s good?

Hello.

Come your ass outside.