(Ryan, what took you so long?)
(Thank you, TimmyBoy)
Uh, Glocks don't got no safety, be on cam, you watch the HD
Cops done took my shooters out the field, somethin' like the league to AB
Burnin' rubber in the Track', somehow this bitch'll hawk a nigga
Brodie like to bounce out, backseat boys, he like to walk a nigga
DOA, cops label scene, they had the white chalk on a nigga
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga (Nigga, what?)
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga (Nigga, who?)
Uh, I watched 12 Years a Slaves, it made me think of all of my Orishas
Nigga said he want a feature, nigga, you just gotta pay me
I done asked God could He save me? And I still scream, "Free the Navy"
Rock a fella like a I'm JAŸ-Z, rock a nigga like a baby
Uh, baby shark, doot, doo-doo-doo
I done pulled up in jet V12, can't get lackin' in the coupe
Cadillac packed up with troops
And I'm packin', what it do?
Yes, I'm packin', what is it?
Just tell me, what you tryna do?
Glocks don't got no safety, be on cam, you watch the HD
Cops done took my shooters out the field, somethin' like the league to AB
Burnin' rubber in the Track', somehow this bitch'll hawk a nigga
Brodie like to bounce out, backseat boys, he like to walk a nigga
DOA, cops label scene, they had the white chalk on a nigga
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga (Nigga, what?)
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga (Nigga, who?)
[1900Rugrat]
Cracker, cracker, cracker, cracker, cracker, cracker, cracker, what? (What?)
Told lil' momma, "Cracker, cracker", she look back like, ''Cracker, who?''
7.62, pop out, pop him every time a cracker shoot
Porsche came baby blue, baby shark, doot-lo, doot-lo
I was in and out that tent, bitch, I ain't play no damn Kahoot (No)
She eat the meat up off the gristle, like this hoe a cannibal
Granny keep a Five-Seven, baby, my whole fam' will shoot (Shoot)
Rapper ho keep talkin', eat my dick, I ain't no fan of you
All that beggin', boy, I can tell you ain't never seen no pape' (Pape')
Bad at basketball, yo' two hands on three-o-eight (Blaow)
I know they joshin', I don't see no Drake (Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow)
Baby, I just want yo' pussy then you'll be away
Uh, Glocks don't got no safety, be on cam, you watch the HD
Cops done took my shooters out the field, somethin' like the league to AB
Burnin' rubber in the Track', somehow this bitch'll hawk a nigga
Brodie like to bounce out, backseat boys, he like to walk a nigga
DOA, cops label scene, they had the white chalk on a nigga
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga (Nigga, what?)
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga (Nigga, who?)
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