"Sour" lyrics

I'm leaving that taste in they mouth and it's sour
[?] play with her nose, I was thinkin' its flour
Got real ghost guns, I ain't talk'n 'bout no power
Think my choppa Dwight, 'cause it's taller than Howard
Lil stank pussy bitch, you done stunk up the room
Nigga tried to take what? Bada bing bada boom
This shit can get toxic and blow like a fume
Let's stick the plan, get the bag and then newwwwm
I'm showing my ass pull my pants down and moon
This foreign bitch bad, look like she from Zamunda
I've been in that water like I was in school
Too fast and too furious, I'm livin' like Louis
These diamonds they purer than Cuban cocaine
I bought some more land, but I could bought a chain
I'm soaking up knowledge and givin' this game
Money solve all the problems, but bring you some pain
Ay we get the pac, I ain't talk'n 'bout no fanny
I knew I'd be some'n, when we stayed with my granny
I feel like I'm Tony when they went to Miami
But I can't do my brother like Tony did Manny
Do this shit for the set, give a fuck 'bout a Grammy
I'm tryna get my pockets way fatter than Tammy
Sent bro to go handle some business, he panicked
This nigga turned pussy like he was a tranny
I thought I was stuck in that mud but I wasn't
I grew up real fast like the Benjamin Button
Might be in the stu turnin' nothin' to something
Might be in the spot flipping shit with my cousin
Play the game how it go cause these bitches untrusted
Grew up in clip, but my name is not hustle
I'm paying my taxes and doing deductibles
Reach in my pocket and pull out a lunchable
I get on this mic and I'm telling my story
Ay, stay in your lane like your first name was Tory
If you looking for me, you ain't looking for Dory
I pray all my niggas live longer than Mory
If the bitch is alive, then the bitch is a cheater
Surrounded by sticks like I live with a beaver
The block kinda hot 'cause we gave it a fever
I'm busting in down till it shake like a seizure