I'm in traffic slidin’ on these niggas
Got a shooter, know my first name slidin', and he hit ya
Nigga pop up dead on 'em, man these niggas they know they snitched
What am I wearin’, Balencis, 'Vinchey
Seven-six-deuce pop off
Now I got a nigga mama on TV all in her feelings
I'm on the block and I'm servin'
Tell me what the fuck you wanna do
I fuck your baby moms
Set up shop at her house, ooh
Ooh, lean with the boot
AK pointed at you, AR gon' rain on you
Nigga hatin', give a fuck 'bout you
Keep that chopstick beside me
Shoot at you and your lil’ wifey
Young nigga be slidin’ and wildin'
I’m in traffic slidin' on these niggas
Got a shooter, know my first name slidin', and he hit ya
Nigga pop up dead on 'em, man these niggas they know they snitched
What am I wearin’, Balencis, 'Vinchey
Seven-six-deuce pop off
Now I got a nigga mama on TV all in her feelings
I'm on the block and I'm servin'
Tell me what the fuck you wanna do
I fuck your baby moms
Set up shop at her house, ooh
I'm not with the tusslin'
Reload, bust shit
I like how that AK bust 'em up
Thirty in traffic, tucked
Come to your 'partments, turn that shit to the bluff
I'm havin' P's, but it don't feel like enough
Young nigga hungry, itchin' to bust
Pull off in that shit, spray that shit up
I'm in traffic slidin' on these niggas
Got a shooter, know my first name slidin', and he hit ya
Nigga pop up dead on 'em, man these niggas they know they snitched
What am I wearin', Balencis, 'Vinchey
Seven-six-deuce pop off
Now I got a nigga mama on TV all in her feelings
I'm on the block and I'm servin'
Tell me what the fuck you wanna do
I fuck your baby moms
Set up shop at her house, ooh
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