National Clown Convention

Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts) Got my .30 tucked (Tucked) I don't give a fuck about The things you say you've done (Done) I don't give a fuck about your husband or your man He ain't the one with the p***y but he acting p***y For lasting a minute and out like a rookie No shame in this shit no name in this shit Well they don't know me but I'm paid from this shit Get onto stepping the brands that you repping Well none of that matters you never will get it Fuck a material thing bitch I'm boutta teach em a thing bitch Claiming you woke but you talk as a joke And you're better off wearing a ball on your nose All these garbage rappers got opinions on my sound Don't hate me cause it's fucking better than anything that you put out Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts) Got my .30 tucked (Tucked) I don't give a fuck about The things you say you've done (Done) Pound in the back I was caught for possession But they let me go and I got an obsession For people that wanna be talking that shit and When people be spewing that I'm illegitimate Fuck outta my face outta my life bitch go away I don't need drama from rappers that can't even rap And be saying they're woke and so different at that Well it's so funny that you make no money You're streaming your shit and you sound like you coming For me and my profit I'm lining my wallet I'm checking for you and I make a deposit You're the second rate you're mediocre and you're trash We can move ahead and you'll be left there stuck inside the past Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts) Got my .30 tucked (Tucked) I don't give a fuck about The things you say you've done (Done) --- National Clown Convention - YCK