Yeah (Keep that)
Huh
Fresh to death, don't need no caption, use a coffin emoji
Touch one of the guys, just know we gon' be tossin' for brodie
Everybody don't play that shit, you get knocked off just for trollin'
Stackin' paper so it can look like a backed-up office or somethin'
I ain't gon' lie to y'all, I took a lot of losses this summer
Probably can't even tell 'cause I don't let that shit stop me for nothin'
This car legit, but I kept goin' 'cause you can't stop with the button
If I click, it's gon' sound like a helicopter was comin'
We just got into it, then she called me, said she startin' to miss me
I ain't gon' bap, I was thinkin' 'bout her too, bro, I ain't even wan' admit it
We ain't lettin' nothin' slide, somebody gon' die, don't turn me to no killer
You dick-suckin' niggas gotta cut it out, y'all turned into some bitches
Y'all wanna be around more than the hoes is
She wanna ride in the Demon, she said, "Bae, I ain't drove yet"
Every nigga with me my brother, I ain't got no friends
Say you my brother, then that shit deep, it's a lot of niggas I can't call that
Damn (It's a lot of niggas I can't call that)
Went from fallin' in love with a bitch to havin' to fall back
Don't get locked up, hate when I can call, but you can't call back
In the V, yeah, it say Blackwing, but it ain't all black
This shit all facts, yeah
I can't wait 'til we see doggybone out, bro, we need all that
Give me all that, yeah
Look her in her face and tell her straight like, "I need all that"
I ain't one of these weird rap niggas, they call me one of the realest
If you know E when we was in the streets, you know he don't play 'bout his chicken
Nigga say he did some shit to me, ask his ass who finished it
If it ain't pink, then I don't want that shit, I'm tryna drink some spill again
She my head doctor, I told her that I need to be healed again
Keep my lead tucked, let him think that this shit even, I'm killin' him
I like feelin' numb, tryna tell myself don't pop that pill again
Thought we was fuckin' 'round, but she just say it's gettin' more real than that
Thought we was fuckin' around, she say it's startin' to get more real than that
Huh
Young turnt nigga, but it's people older that look up to me
What the fuck is four hundred dollars? Bro, that's a cup to me
Told dukes this shit gon' pop off, just have some trust in me
No risk, no reward, it's tatted on me, this shit stuck with me
Let lil' cuz rock the ice, that shit hard, ain't it?
Tell Lil King, "You can pick the car we takin'"
Police ask me where the chops? I said at Harley-Davidson
Bro, the striker need a tarp, that lil' bitch hardly painted
She don't settle for less, my bitch highly maintenanced
Before you gamble your life playin' with me, take a flight to Vegas
Man, that lil' nigga ain't on shit, his ass look like a baby
Hop out the V with two-three on me, the bookbag got the Drakey
But I'm different than you niggas, though
I'm still tryna get the cho, I ain't tryna be no overly-tough nigga
Huh, three racks on the buffalo, all my other glasses Chrome, so I ain't really trippin' that my buffs missin'
I hit bitches that intimidate you niggas, y'all can't fuck with me
Yeah
Lot of people played it crazy with me, now my trust different
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