What Happen To Dat Boy

its cassidy i push them pies,

and i, kiss da girls and make them cry i,

stay on da block i dont play on da block,

i got yay by da k on da block,

im out here everyday on da block,

puttin white in da coffee like a cafe on da block,

and ill let that thing spray on da block,

for sing thing, 2 bring da a.

k on da block,ugh, and if u try me get bodied clown,

i push your grill to the side like bobby brown,

ugh, i heard they plottin to rob me now,

cause im gettin loot, got more birds then a chicken

coop, i got plenty gunz, i cop so many gunz i still

got ones i aint get to shoot,

and i ripped da booth, ill have ur whole group on my

dick like"cass yo your shit da truth",

and i aint ugly so i need a chick just as cute,

witta couple tats gap like a missin tooth,

what u aint get da scoop, im dat same nigga on that

bigga business beat before you get to snoop,

salute da general back, i keep a gat by my genitals,

this criminal rap, i throw my young boi's mineral packs,

and give them all identical gats hold dat,

so when i start clappin at that boi,

da law never find out what happen to dat boi, nigga