Billboard Hitmakers
Go Grizz
Opps know what come behind it every time that they be dissin' us
Thirty on that blick, nigga, the only thing I'm switchin' up
Postin' all my shows, they know the load, so tell them get with us
Make the wrong move when you pull up, we turn the whole car to dust
Bought a couple whips, other half came rented
Wanna pursue my career but I got beef that I ain't finished
Put a beam in it, when I hit I wanna know I popped somethin'
Clean nigga, when we jam, the 22 known to mop somethin'
Barely talk, why the fuck they actin' like they know me?
Sittin' in public, we gon' bag that lil' boy up like groceries
Just went bought the foreign with Amiris on
And a cup of lean, and a bunch of orange
Nigga should've used his head, nah, he ain't got it on
We catch him out of bounds, we camp, they hit the ground
Got guns in every city for smoke that's out of town
Forever load up, yeah
We still rollin', yeah
They gon' go with me, yeah
Forever loading, still rollin', still rollin'
Courthouse only time that we let
Name a time we didn't get, get bread
Whole city know when we roll, it get ugly
So in that county they won't touch me
Play with us, you die, I tell you sixteen-hundred times
When them youngins slide, them youngins slide with no permission
Tell the one who rappin' don't be dissin' to get signed
This ain't even for you but God know his business
Hardest nigga out Mobile, you can't deny
I sold drank out every trap on Raven Drive
I got back off that night they tried to take my life
(What the fuck they showin' up for? Hit, hit, hit, hit)
I forgot that I was rich
My jewelry on with a stick
Oh Lord, forgive me for my sins
But I'm living off revenge
They don't want no war with us
They don't want no war with us, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They don't want no war with us, yeah
They don't want no war with us, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Opps know what come behind it every time that they be dissin' us
Thirty on that blick, nigga, the only thing I'm switchin' up
Postin' all my shows, they know the load, so tell them get with us
Make the wrong move when you pull up, we turn the whole car to dust
Bought a couple whips, other half came rented
Wanna pursue my career but I got beef that I ain't finished
Put a beam in it, when I hit I wanna know I popped somethin'
Clean nigga, when we jam, the 22 known to mop somethin'
Barely talk, why the fuck they actin' like they know me?
Sittin' in public, we gon' bag that lil' boy up like groceries
Just went bought the foreign with Amiris on
And a cup of lean, and a bunch of orange
Nigga should've used his head, nah, he ain't got it on
We catch him out of bounds, we camp, they hit the ground
Got guns in every city for smoke that's out of town
Forever load up, yeah
We still rollin', yeah
They gon' go with me, yeah
Forever loading, still rollin', still rollin'
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