(Is that Chris?)
Step in the spot, all eyes on me
Like, step in the spot, got knocks on me
If I see me an opp, I ain't coppin' no plea
Straight face shot gang, like, no ID
Step in the spot, all eyes on me
Like, step in the spot, got knocks on me
If I see me an opp, I ain't coppin' no plea
Straight face shot gang, like, no ID
.40 XD and it came with a beam
If you run up, get done up, get put in your dreams
Like, bitch, you with me, we don't stop that V
All gas, no brakes, tryna drop us a Gzz
Just watch how I geek up and tweak on the beat
When it boom out the speaker, I feel it in my feet
Don't run, don't trip, got 'em runnin' on cleats
You ain't gettin' no money, just kick that piece
Baby gon' ride, always keep that pole
Said she on timin', when its time, better blow
And the front door up close, bitch, I'ma throw
That backdoor open, stop calling me bro
Only me and my Double Rs always on go
And I stay with a flock, tryna take me a soul
Lil' nigga's eyes low, bro gon'
Lil' nigga's eyes low, bro gon' tote
Pour up an eight, then we having a toast
Popping twos to the face, always need me a dose
And right after we party, I'm all in her throat
You know shorty be wildin', I call her the GOAT
Bitch, I'm balling like Harden off codeine
Pop me another, I think I might OD
Bitch, I'm balling like Harden off codeine
Pop me another, I think I might OD
At first, yeah, we told her to pop that
Now shit mixy, "Baby, where the opps at?"
I'm a demon, bitch, I'm bein' the top Makk
Free all my demons, screamin' 'til we bounce back
Like, when we spin, we gon' pull up in all black
Big knock, bitch, when I boom, bet I fall back
Like, she a smooch in some boots, tell her, "Fall back"
We get the drop on the loot, we need all that
Money time when I run up them bands
If I want you dead, I'm twenty for advance
We get the drop, then we do a dance
If he still talkin' hot, we get up on his mans
I caught a couple niggas and they mans
Like, chopper got double, but them niggas ran
Free all my demons stuck up in the can
Like, free all my flockas stuck up in the can
I got a beam, put it on his māthā
Got a treesh, all she give is māthā
Smoke out the P, all you see is zaza
This ain't no regular weed, it's Rah
I got a beam, put it on his māthā
Got a treesh, all she give is māthā
Smoke out the P, all you see is zaza
This ain't no regular weed, it's Rah
This isn't no regular weed, it's Rah
This isn't no regular weed, it's Rah
Got a treesh, all she give is māthā
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