P4IN lyrics

[Intro]
(Haha, what the f—)
Are you recording?
Oh yeah?
(Haha, what the f—)
Oh yeah?
Coming through your hood, blowing up every street
Slime, slime, slime, slime
Damn, damn
Oh yeah?

[Chorus]
Don't matter the cause, but the pain where it ain't
I been hopping counters, a n*gga been scoring
I was serving food, drink, had hit some water
Hop out in all black, b*tch I feel like a nun
Yo' man fell off, but he had a good run
They bumping my sh*t up the street, I'm the one
He can't get close, he ain't getting a chance
He got hit with that P, make a f*ck n*gga breakdance

[Verse]
My man high as sh*t, threw a Perc' in a smoothie
Lil 44 a shooter, he working his Uzi
Ain't saying too much, they calling me Rue
Say so in my hood, b*tch I feel like I'm Dooda
Put the P on his ass, it left him confused
I just took the Qua', it f*cked up my mood
Man, coming through your hood, blowing up every street
After the play, I need something to eat
[Chorus]
Don't matter the cause, but the pain where it ain't
I been hopping counters, a n*gga been scoring
I was serving food, drink, had hit some water
Hop out in all black, b*tch I feel like a nun
Yo' man fell off, but he had a good run
They bumping my sh*t up the street, I'm the one
He can't get close, he ain't getting a chance
He got hit with that P, make a f*ck n*gga breakdance
Don't matter the cause, but the pain where it ain't
I been hopping counters, a n*gga been scoring
I was serving food, drink, had hit some water
Hop out in all black, b*tch I feel like a nun
Yo' man fell off, but he had a good run
They bumping my sh*t up the street, I'm the one
He can't get close, he ain't getting a chance
He got hit with that P, make a f*ck n*gga breakdance