NO JOKIN lyrics

[Verse 1]
Teki died nothin' happened
Look at how they caught lil' bibby and 'em lackin'
Look at how they caught Trey D and they smoked him
Bust lil Teco sh*t wide open
Bronem slide, no jokin'
Foolio b*tch n*gga everybody know it
sh*t he know it, sh*t she know it
His momma know too, she a part of the war
Even the west scored
You ain't slide for her, you ain't gon' slide for your boys
Say i got stripes, I could live in a zoo
But the beef what we eat when we dinin' of course
Henry get f*cked up the road and I know it
JB run like Forrest, know it
I caught Rick lackin' and I jumped out at him
And he fold like a napkin, of course (He did)
n*gga's ain't that, I'm an accurate source
I ain't ever lie, I'm a fact spitter boy
Rack hitter boy
Pull up on a n*gga start hittin' like a b*tch when she mad at a boy (Come here, come here)
All these n*ggas be cap
When I shoot, I'ma hit him in his hat

[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
These are not Mike Amiris, these Levi's
Five dollars for the trunks and they're knee-high
Told my b*tch go get her friends, a greedy n*gga, bae, I need sides
Big booty b*tch sat on my face and gave me pink eye
Spirit Airlines every time I fly
Or it's Frontier, Skiplagged how I book my flights
I'm a cheap n*gga, don't give a f*ck if I die
Just give me the aisle row seat and I'll be just fine
[Verse 3: Confusing Guy]
He seem pink like homer (homer)
But, I ain't no simp son (nope)
I think my arm got eyes, (why) cause my wristwatch (yup)
Think it's sweet like candy, (yup) if I get pushed, pop (boom)
I drive a Mercedes-Range Rover (room)
My money blue like a four-leaf clover (pus*y)
And my brother got a tat, when I just got a tat too
My haircut got a talent cause they asked me what my hair do
Why we call a building "building" if the building already built
I can't stop staring when I'm driving just because my steering wheel can't
Baseballs can't fly so how the f*ck I got a batman

[Verse 4: KYLE]
Yeah, gold in my mouth, I don't talk cheap (No)
Yeah, these b*tches used to make fun of my teeth (Woo)
Now they crusty, AC busted, house 100 degrees, ha
Yo, that's f*cked up but oh well, she's an as*h*le
Told her no sweat, she can chill in my castle
This sh*t was so fire, Yachty had to run it back though
'Bout to write a chain off on my tax though