Your Fault - Famous Dex

I wish a nigga would try to try me

I’ll run up on his ass and put the thirty in his skin like an I. v

What you thought

Hell yeah its your fault

I’m getting money out the vault

On the rush getting money like bush

Pour a four in the crush

You een getting no money

Lil nigga you a dummy

Popping pills yeah I’m scummy

You’d think this shit is funny

Put a thirty to his tummy

Wrap his ass like a mummy

Chew up like some gummys

Spit him out now he bloody

Feed him back to his mother

I’m a stupid mother fucker

I’m getting money like a trucker

Smoking wood woodpecker

Should I fight on the beat

Red bottoms on my feet

I fuck a bitch last week

Man that lil pussy cheap

I had a good pussy week

I put that bitch in the street

Now she can’t get a thing

I bought a whole 6 rings

And ine even on the team

Chris stole my robin jeans

Young niggas got green

I’m popping pills like a fiend

I’m killing shit that’s my hobby

I fuck your bitch in the lobby

She love giving sloppy toppy

I kick her out no karate

Don’t tweak when you walk in the party

DDB when I walk in the party

Don’t say nothing to me when I walk in the party

Fat daddy when I walk in the party

.44 yeah nigga bitch get back

I’ll split yo ass up like a kit kat

A lil girl smoke his ass like a cigarette

I’ll put his ass in the freezer like a 6 pack

What’s cracking?

You think you tough boy you lacking

I never leave without that rachet

You run up on me I’m a show you what’s cracking