Enemies (feat. GB-Mando)

Uh, you niggas not the same No we cannot link if you don't rock with gang Mfs snitching on they bros that shit is not okay This the type shit these hoes gon play to make they body shake Nigga must be out his mind he must be out his element Brodie gotta clip that trunk is longer than a elephants' I been moving slow I came in sipping on some medicine And I don't fuck with niggas they be fake and that shit evident Please don't stand close imma act up If he reach for his piece make him back up We got shit for you hoes trynna mask up I rolled up the blizzy now I'm finna act up From the pavement where its dirty Niggas die before they thirty Told my moms we really made it Cuz the Rollie finally plated Keep a tool like handy Mandy Throw that shit up Peyton Manning Test yo luck we get to sinnin' Been a minute independant First things first we gon get the cash Then we finna spazz On they ass Shadle get the mask Jaden pass the Mac Jus like that Get the fucking bag Ball like Kobe Shaq Roll with guys With some heavy ties I don't fuck with mice Test yo luck leave you traumatized Dissing us ain't wise Roll the dice Better take advice Before yo mama dies Dig the grave Fill that shit with pain Imma head inside All this hate I cannot maintain Show me gon ride On my side Its a trombone Strapped up with the instrument And it play a good song Don't drag me out my element Come in with the ruger Pull a sketch on the pavement Hold on I hear arguments Don't make me tap Shadle in I got all the game & all the drip these pussies envy me Imma keep it solid till I'm gone until the death of me I be on my bullshit off the pour I'm sipping Hennessy Niggas cannot knock my grind this shit been in my destiny I cant fuck with niggas cuz I got too many enemies I put the drop in my sprite it got me on some energy Yeah That shit boosting my energy Energy Talk is cheap Niggas I rolled up the g I don't wanna talk if it ain't bout the cheese I came in with my guap I came in with my greens These niggas don't want smoke Because I'm with the team I don't have no fucking kids But she calling me her dad She gon swallow all my seeds Throat fuck her till she gag I got money getting disease Im addicted to the sac Filled my pockets up with cheese Niggas think that imma rat Filled my pockets up with cheese That they think that I'm obese I keep talking on this beat And my karmas jus increased I been grinding on my feet Been a week without no sleep She gon suck me till I'm weak Till I bleed like a leech Put that bitch on a leash She my rider, she my dog She keep puffin on this cock Her new nickname baby frog I don't know when imma stop Fuck the top we go for more All my bros really rock Nigga where is the war