(Spacy got this sauce, ho)
(TNC, don't play with me)
(JS)
When we hopped out, he got hit up, now his folks 'nem outside screamin' for help
Wannabe gangsters out here reachin' for clout, I'm tryna grab my belt
Really headtappin' shit, I don't need no nigga, I go slide myself
Gotta hold that bitch with two hands when you hittin' that chop, that's how problems get dealt with
7.62s or 5.56s, either way I'm straight
Smack a nigga on camera, they caught the first flight to another state
Real vet, ain't no amateur, new Drac' bust your shit like a grape
Young, but they know I'm one of them ones, one of the fucking greats
Designer'd down, I stay dripped in the latest, I spent racks on all my fits
Niggas be mad 'bout they ol' ladies, it ain't my fault she on my dick
Get off your ass, stop being lazy, go get a bag, nigga, get rich
It wasn't this many niggas with me right before I had got lit
They think I'm rich, so they gon' ask for anything, as soon as I say no, they don't fuck with a nigga
They think I'm rich, so they gon' ask for anything, soon as I say I don't got it, they don't fuck with a nigga
When we hopped out, he got hit up, now his folks 'nem outside screamin' for help
Wannabe gangsters out here reachin' for clout, I'm tryna grab my belt
Really headtappin' shit, I don't need no nigga, I go slide myself
Gotta hold that bitch with two hands when you hittin' that chop, that's how problems get dealt with
7.62s or 5.56s, either way I'm straight
Smack a nigga on camera, they caught the first flight to another state
Real vet, ain't no amateur, new Drac' bust your shit like a grape
Young, but they know I'm one of them ones, one of the fucking greats
RIP, heard he got hit off a diss
ARP rip through your shit in an instant
Tryna duck on the backstreets, soon as them boys drop a bag, they hit his ass up by a fence
I'm tryna hit something in the face, I won't aim for your back, nigga lackin', we turn him to history
Off a Yerc', geeked up in the back, ridin' with a MAC, praying that I catch someone slippin'
Live here today, might not be here tomorrow
Pay for the case, I ain't sitting behind bars
I mix the Percs and the lean with the bars
Live here today, might not be here tomorrow
Don't wanna be famous, you niggas can have it
Spend that shit, don't do no braggin'
In the dark alone, I'm thinking 'bout my dogs, I can't do no lackin'
When we hopped out, he got hit up, now his folks 'nem outside screamin' for help
Wannabe gangsters out here reachin' for clout, I'm tryna grab my belt
Really headtappin' shit, I don't need no nigga, I go slide myself
Gotta hold that bitch with two hands when you hittin' that chop, that's how problems get dealt with
7.62s or 5.56s, either way I'm straight
Smack a nigga on camera, they caught the first flight to another state
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