Youngest pit - Rockstar Lyrics

I'm about to whip one hand behind my back
Put em up, put em up
Put em up
I just beat my dog ass cause it f*ck my house up

I be the middle man that play so crazy I f*ck the digits up
Plus we got calls coming in and f*ck the stove up
We wear skis when we hit licks so you never know it's us
I just gotta fat ARP, you wanna roll or not

You better not ever mention my name if you ever get caught
Let me not say too much in here before they tell the cops
And if they do, run this all back and tell them it's all f*cking props
He ain't really in the field, he just all talk

Don't even come around me when I'm mad, I got f*cked up thoughts
I hit you up in your f*cking head with a f*cked up chop
Nigga not a real stepper, that nigga a f*cking flop
I'm trying to sell a f*cking eight, come f*cking cop

I broke it half to a fool in a parking lot
Even when I see a red light, bitch I don't never stop
Told the bitch that don't even bring her friend cause she gon' cockblock
That nigga f*cked his back up, that nigga dumb as hell

You say you want 50 for a what? You can go to hell
I had to back it up two times, It had a nasty smell
I had to dump the gun in the lake the police on my trail
They thought that I was fanna stop, well bitch I'm f*cking back

I just f*cked this one bitch from camp ain't , even hump her back
I'm a slick talker, I can say it make you double back
Niggas be sleeping on their phone, they don't never crack
I'll go home and be doing this cause I don't never slack

Never catch me without G and B cause all I do is stack
All I do is stack