​miind - the saddest violin lyrics

Saw that nigga want some static
Where the cord at?
Winning, where my award at?
Before that why these niggas
That they all that?
Bad signal from your bars in your tone
I won't call back
She ride it like a saddle
But she never been on a horseback
Niggas can't say my name
Like "Niggas in Paris"
They copy my flow they bird
Brained like a parrot
You ain't packing no guns
So why you say your aim so dumb?
Stupid, you'll never ever learn
I can see a pussy nigga
Casually up on the curb
Then pop em in his mouth like
He said a bad word
And my choppa really singing like
A choir in a church don't say you got skill
Without addressing me first
Bitch I'm smoking that grass put that
Boy up in the dirt put a opp in my blunt
Bitch I'm smoking on a herb
Sweet niggas thinking to talk
Smart nigga Nerds with the mask on at his
Door looking like the Purge