Tris J - Put This on Facebook lyrics

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] 6 I tell her b**h respect and kiss my chest and break me up a Xany 666 text messages is standing on the lock screen of my iPhone 7s I'm only a criminal like those we elect f** around worried bout me, worry bout you My girl just got a new girl The world just got a new beat I'm out of yo reach, guess n***as never gon learn Silhouettes of the devil's chapel statuettes Sacrificial lamb with the rice and a side of d**h 101 Giusepps at the gladiator tournament Spent $1000 for the gla**es that squirtle has Splashin in a kiddy pool of acid ‘Cause walkin up on us, you be the main attraction [Verse 2: Tris J] Feelin like Bin Laden or Osama, I should google bombs See my little cousin take a rock and k** a baby swan Can't let by gones be by gones cuz I'm not the one Drink some Hennessey and got upset and started buyin guns Motherf**ers young, y'all my sons and I ain't had none Boose get off the leash and act a fool, I let em have fun I be in the kitchen like a Mississippi grandma 6 cellphones, will paid off my Samsung Rollin with my bad thumb, smoking with my bad lungs She don't even know me but she asks me “can she have some?” Walkin up on me, get you and then your man's done Walkin up on me, get you and then your man's done