[Lyric] Song Moment (HottDog, bedman, Necromable)

[Prelude]
(Bruh)
(Real trap shit)
DAMN!

[Verse 1: HottDog]
Pull up to your mother's house
Bolingbroke penitentiary
She’s there because she has a felony
Better not cheat on me

She riding me like she got a discount on the Manchez scout
Bedman can't even count
One mill’ in my bank account

Just kidding; I’m broke
Chuggin’ coke til’ I choke
You’re an old folk; I chew oak
(What?)

I don't sell drugs like Lamar Davis
But Lester's penis gives me cravings
That's a joke. I ain't gay bitch
Driving prostitutes into a fuckin’ ditch
While I strеam it live on twitch
Oh, balls itch
Sandwich
Black screen glitch
(Easy!)

[Verse 2: bedman]
Feelin’ this beat like I'm a rap god
Mеssin’ with franklin's aunt cause she says she like my rod
She says she likes to feel on it, which is odd
(What?)
But I don't know if she for real on god?

Head downtown with Lester
‘Bouta rob everything like a requester
Gonna gamble it all like an investor

But I gotta bounce before I have any doubts
About if this is worth the new house

Now I'm headed to store my money away
Hold up the police won't get out of my way

They think I robbed the bank. I did, but I'm not spilling?
I will take blame for Lester because I'm willing
To fill into jail, and I hope he pays my bail
I hope my plan does not fail
If Lester won't pay, I will never get out of jail

What the fuck, he won't pay. What the hell? That bitch!

[Verse 3: Necromable]
(Amogus)
Mask up
Pop up

Really getting sick of all these higher-ups
These turds some bitch, better pay up
Else the crew gonna pull in and gang up

We only got one goal, and its desire
Lester's our leader, and we ready to acquire

Fought through everything, robbed through everywhere
People of Los Santos better say their prayers

This a new chapter with comes new decisions
Some fellas might need Some new provisions
(Yeah)

Used to be easy, roamed around freely
Robbin was really situated ideally
(Let’s go!)
The cops in this city still ain’t got no power
We crooks ain't really been known to cower

Loved in the city, word of mouth
Covered in gangs from north to south

[Outro: HottDog]
Ay, I'm back
‘Bout to give yo’ dad a heart attack
This shit’s so fire. Feeling like my nut sack
Ron Jankowski tossing me the 10 MAC
Trevor better watch his asscrack
(Boring)

Bitch ass
You're mad
(WHO ARE YOU AIMING AT!)