Lyrics 32 Bars - Mike Sherm

32 Bars

Say my name on the song, fuck that distrack.
You gotta throw me five hundred, that’s that disbatch.
Fuck that nigga, man.
Break that nigga bitch back.
He took an L and now he’s begging for that bitch back.
Spending bands on my kicks, Imma walk in lick.
Sloppy mouths with the mikes, If he’s talking shit.
I know some niggas who wanna rob me, I ain’t talking shit.
Why you mad over that bitch?
Cuz I fucking hit it?
Lil bitch on my dick, so I let her have it.
I’m a real nigga, you’re a fucking faggot.
You wifed that bitch, but I been had it.
Let a nigga test me, I’m giving no passes.
If the bitch hella broke she get no chance.
Spent more for my belt than my fucking pants.
Ion stack I got fucking bands.
I’m a young nigga but your bitch say I’m the fucking man.
You can try to imitate but you can’t be me.
Can’t stop, won’t stop, I got ADD.
Bitch I’m all about my chicken, ABC.
I love my city, but I’m in here fuck the APD.
I keep a small circle, niggas shadey as fuck.
Niggas think they fucking with me, niggas crazy as fuck.
I had to get up off my ass when I was lazy as fuck.
Pornstar shit, this bitch paid me to fuck.
I give her back-shots and now she’s walking with a limp.
Tell her put it in my pocket, I’m a motherfucking pimp.
Fuck her pussy, want her wallet.
Need that motherfucking chicken.
When I’m talking about that chicken, bitch I need them chicken strips.
If you’re fucking over bitches, you’re a motherfucking bitch.
I be talking shit like a badass kid.
Niggas do a few months and swear they’re really with the shit.
I would say pull up, but you ain’t even got no whip, bitch.