Lyrics:
Better shoot ya shot if I don't drop
Then you got it by spin the block
Your whole hood gettin' got
Talk ain't enough
Whoop his ass
If they won't smoke,
twin
Brody got a K up in that water if he ain't gotta fn
MIA but we ah turn to TMT & box em in
Fuck a text send a shot & we gone send em back
Pat off
a fool to fall in lust with this evil ge-nius
She had me by the nuts
She ain't got shit but man she loves it plush
Whippin I whip, and suckin up I
Niggas singing like the opera
Chain hitting like a boxer
That ain't gold boy that's copper
For that green I'm a goblin
1500
Got a problem we can
and then they turn off
Spin his block like Ja Morant in the paint then got to skirt off
Bubble guts let me pat myself on the back and get my burp off
I ain't
should pull up
I been at the crib by my lonely doing kush ups
All I see is you every time that I look up
I ain't hit it yet but I know you got that good
a lick, on a house nigga
Hell nah I ain't stuntin' you stank hoes
Street, yeah R.I.P. Bankroll
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big
and determined
We ain't sipping Mohawk Popov or Five O' Clock this is Grey Goose
You're thinking broke I can't afford to turn around and save you
Focus on your
pop a deuce like it's pitty pat
I got plenty auto and semi gats
Told lil mama imma be back
Say she call me I ain't see that
Run it up then I relapse
two threes, hit a nigga, make a nigga have a seizure[00:33.08]Thought the beef got deep, now the beef got deeper[00:35.52]Bitch, I'm creeping in
ain’t talking no paninin
Pissy elevator project bitches wanna be me
I’m slick with the mouth
And I’m too Quick tempered
So if a bitch want war
Shit, it’s
Posted on the opp block in sum slides chilling making plays
556 Beside of me i'll send 100 anyday
How you tryna beef with me and you ain't even built that
Coldest bitch but baby humble take a compliment and own it
Gotta body like a Benz I slid on by and let her stroll it
Ain’t excited bout the money got her
I ain't got time for a lot
So I'm tryna make time for a lot
How we get lost in the moment now I'm tryna get back all that time i forgot
My back
no, you say you don't like that
But it all feels the same
XO on my chest, in my veins
I ain't got nothing left in my tank
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
I'm worth some it ain't no touching me now
See I got shit to prove
Keep some niggas with me
They ain't shit to lose
They ain't mean no good by me yeah
lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young niggas into troops
You want us to fight your war
What the fuck I'm fightin' for?
Shit, I ain't got no love
set it off (uh oh)
Oh you bucked up and fucked up and you ain't got no mind
Don't even respect ya elders, no you ain't respectin' mine
But I'm gon'
set it off (uh oh)
Oh you bucked up and fucked up and you ain't got no mind
Don't even respect ya elders, no you ain't respectin' mine
But I'm gon'
feast is my starter,
So how you gonna eat me when you ain’t even got the belly for the starters.
To dominates my agenda,
I made my own space like when you
be weary, watch for caution, yo be warned
By Dre and out the project born
Capable in any and every
Cause yo I get heavy, when introduced to a medly
write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay'
tryna book me 'cause they put me in Segal
You's a rookie, I'ma boogie 'fore you put me in the car
I got beef with my connect, I'm vexed
'Cause you see
want you at my table
Don't mean you can't eat
I bring the heat
If you want beef
Calling my brothers and my PRPL team
I bring the heat
I got the key
I
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