(MIA JAY C)
Ayy, huh
Slide on these niggas myself 'cause I don't trust these niggas (I hear you, JAY C)
I be with a couple niggas, I don't fuck with niggas
I know niggas'll get over 'cause my uncle did it
When real niggas in the room, these niggas turn to crickets
All these bitches know I'm rich, ain't gotta up my riches
Now I'm runnin' up the pape', I was jumpin' fences
Life was hard for me, down on my knuckles with it
I don't name-drop, I'm tryna kill a couple niggas
Hell yeah, I had money on his head for sure
Hell naw, I ain't payin' 'til he dead for sure
Choppers loaded in the whip, bro 'nem ready to go
If they ain't know I'm on they ass, I'm 'bout to let 'em know
I ain't gon' lie, I hold grudges, I can't let shit go
If he don't think I'm tryna kill him, dog extra slow
You in my DM tryna argue, you an extra ho
If it's smoke, don't try to sneak me, nigga, let me know (Hey)
In the club with my gun or my banger
Head full of evil thoughts, chest full of anger
Any nigga on my list, they in danger
I'm runnin' shit on my side, Red Power Ranger
Ayy, you say you got a problem with me, nigga, let me know
If you don't want a problem with me, then stay out my way
I got more power than these niggas, nigga, I ain't lyin'
I know he probably think I'm cappin', let me blow his mind
I think the opps gon' tap out on me, man, they showin' signs
I think they might tell, I already know the vibes
Every time they said somethin' to me, boy, somebody died
Get a nigga hit in his head while I'm somewhere flyin'
His broke ass should be at work, but he somewhere dyin'
When they get shot, I feel good, do that one more time
His bitch on my dick, his life on the line
I think these niggas 'bout to snitch, I know the signs
I think these niggas gon' tell on me, man, I know the signs
Think these niggas 'bout to tap out, man, I know the signs
I really think these niggas shook, man, I know the signs
Every time I hop on a plane, somebody die
I think these niggas confused, man, I know the signs
I think these niggas wanna kill me, I know the signs
Man, I think this lil' bitch want me, I know the signs
She gon' die if he put her on me, I'ma blow his mind, huh?
Cross a nigga up like I'm Ivo, me and Mike Mo
Catch an opp one-on-one, I'm gon' score on him, this an iso
Hit him in the head, he braindead from a hollow
They thought I was blackballed, they don't know how the fuck I got on
Bullet in his tire, dog thought he hit a pothole
Gucci on this morning, woke up feeling like I'm Rocko
Stay out my fuckin' way or duck your motherfuckin' taco
Just made another million dollars like I hit the fuckin' lotto, huh?
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