f*ck a Hook lyrics

[Intro]
Money Musik on the beat
Go get some bread, b*tch!
(Aye, it's 705 Entertainment, b*tch!)
Pizzle, n*gga

[Verse]
Just a cold hearted n*gga
b*tches say that I'm wavy
I know you hate me, I ain't lackin', boy
I'm strapped like the navy
On that corner since a youngin', on that block since a baby
And ain't no options if we lackin, we just go out an cop it
Me and my partners lately plottin' tryna get out them projects
Nah, I ain't rich but every milly has to start with a dollar
In the club only stoppin' for them big booty b*tches
She walkin' by and my vision on that big booty switchin'
I'm like "Who is you? n*gga, where is you from?"
Stepped in my hood, left him slumped
Boy, we play with them drums
Know some killers that a wack 'em then lay low for a month
Got a 30 on this .40, this b*tch long as a mop
Money makin' n*gga think he 6 feet tall
I seen the biggest goofies freeze when that heat got drawn
Like the hunger game, murder turn them n*ggas to stars
Now how he busted when we bustin' [?]
When we catch him, we gon' dust him
Boy we careful of [?] (Yes sir!)
b*tches settin' n*ggas up for some coke and some bar
So don't you ever trust that b*tch that you just met at a bar
Lost my big bro, I'll never say his name in a song
Ain't got no time to hear a goofy dissin' bro [?]
ZR rap but I live every time I recall
Boy, this Glock 26 a leave you dead in the yard
And have your hooyo cry sayin' that her son was too smart
If I'm Derek Jeter, it's a hit, now sponsor me
Baby I'm the teacher, this the class it's Thuganomatry
[?] got the weapon, he gon' wet him, he gon' honor me
I honestly made him lose some calories
Pistol get to shockin n*gga
Bullets be the batteries
I say after [?] we beat him till he half asleep
Killers at his head and deal
I just get the Henny bill
That be what I'm rappin' for
I'm trappin' till I hit a mill
My new bih look thick as hell
Matches [?] like Tinker Bell
Bodies in that wishing well
We throw him in then wish him well
Rollie what he lookin' at (Whoo!)
Boy you look at that
I ain't got regrets on what I did
I ain't lookin' back
b*tch I might forgive but won't forget
And I don't like to text, but we still respond to your threat (We do)
I seen 'em break a sweat (Yeah)
So I just break a laugh (Yeah)
I'm feelin' like the don, Walter White, it's Breaking Bad
Can't tell you what I'm on
I'm the alpha, I fit the pack
I'll pop you little n*gga, I deliver order fast
And I just made a order
This grass is full of corpses
And I just lost a .40, I'm tryin' to cop a revolver
Make that my problem solver
And I been problem solvin'
These percies gettin' to me
They in my body dissolvin'
Catch 'em when we off 'em
Shots to his foreign
b*tch I roll like Jordan and my whole team ballin'
We catch him and we get on it
Wild gang
And if I catch you while you slippin' [?]
I catch his ass, drop his body in the wild, gang
And I been wildin' for a minute
Catch him while he lackin', we keep dumpin' till he finished
And I just copped a glizzy
This b*tch hold wild 50
Run up on his ass with no mask, boy he finished
I'm like "Hold up"
Stop with the talkin'
I catch you slippin' [?]
It's money makin' madness
And I been gettin' all this money, it's a habit
No, he ain't happy, he in his casket
He in his casket, b*tch
[Outro]
It's 705 Entertainment in the building, hoe
We got Money Musik on the beat