What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?
You got me fucked up
Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga
Get your man, dog
You fucking with the wrong nigga
Fuck around, get killed, nigga
Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga
Come and take this walk with me through these fully streets
When niggas can’t smoke knock out they sneaks
Balling with them 30s, clutching on that heat
Mass on at your door, ain’t no trick or treat
Only fuck with real niggas that’s gonna ride
I clap flour, pussy nigga, I make your momma cry
You too perked up, a bunch of hating niggas
Niggas pussies, I don’t hang with nigga, hang with niggas
Can’t bang, I can’t sing with niggas
Get my bag, I start banging niggas
I’m acting out, I’m in the booth now
We going hard, throwing shit for Snoop now
You see a target, better shoot, clown
They want me stacking macros, eating soups now
Core back to care, where my Zeus now
What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?
You got me fucked up
Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga
Get your man, dog
You fucking with the wrong nigga
Fuck around, get killed, nigga
Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga
Fuck around and get killed, nigga
These pussy, I don’t hang with niggas
Free Pee, free Max, they tryna hang my niggas
Niggas broke, probably mixing up the coke with dirty spike
Run up on your Ghost with a dirty bike
Talk work, know we got it
Catch him slipping, no, we got him too late, makes you hotter
We done started from the ground, nigga
Drop dead, man, lift you with the ground, nigga
Hottest and they up, is you stupid, nigga?
Coke boys shut them up, they stop, nigga
Money never changed us, never changed, niggas
Same street, same beef, we the same niggas
Now from the train to the boat, from the boat to the plane
Slinging coke
Fuck is wrong with these niggas?
What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?
You got me fucked up
Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga
Get your man, dog
You fucking with the wrong nigga
Fuck around, get killed, nigga
Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga
Fuck around and get killed, nigga
Lately I’m full of niggas get me fucked up
I got your money out here, tryna come up
They like do we ride? Check my resume, you got me fucked up
Been a wild nigga ever since a young buck
Making sales all day, I’m so hard, am I nuts?
It’s all pay, still I ain’t made enough
Rapping niggas wannabes acting up
Rock a bottle, shake them down, show ‘em who’s rapping now
All we know is on sight, we can get it cracking now
Never will you catch me slip, always keep my ratchet, clown
Hands on with the situation, never backing down
Never was a pussy nigga, never got smacked around
Last nigga tried on my life, he got popped around
Clap nigga, clown with me, I ain’t came to fuck around
What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?
You got me fucked up
Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga
It’s your man, dog
You fucking with the wrong nigga
Fuck around, get killed, nigga
Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga
Fuck around and get killed, nigga
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