You die for me, we die for you, we do the same
Pocket watchin', bitch, I'm slime, slime, slatt, the same thing (Slatt)
Solo thuggin', brodie bouncin' out the V, shootout in public (Damn)
How the fuck does five-percent tint round the block? We gotta clutch it, goddamn
Uh, you die for me, we die for you, we do the same
Pocket watchin', bitch, I'm slime, slime, slatt, the same thing
Solo thuggin', brodie bouncin' out the V, shootout in public (Brr)
Who the fuck does five-percent tint round the block? We gotta clutch it, goddamn
Destroyed my soul with poppin' Percs and sippin' lean
Snatchin' souls, I never told, bitch, that's a code that's in the deen
Astaghfirullah, Allahu Akbar, can you help me make it far?
Havin' talks with Elegua, he told me he not never far, bitch, he right here
7.62 Micro Drac' take down a bear
Bitch, I'm posted in the hood, my feet on land, bitch, I'm aware, I triple dare
Nigga try to walk down the block, he gettin' switched (Frr)
And it ain't still leave my brain the way I seen nigga done twitched, the nigga bitch
When he seen that Draco flash in front his face
Classic gangster, this what happen when a YN get a taste a nigga blood
Blood savage, sacrifice a blood addict
Why the fuck young bull done say my fuckin' name like he savage? You's a bitch
In the 'Raq, just know I'm ridin' with my switch
Yeah, I got hit, but, bitch, I ate that shit, that's why Drillz turned to grits, he should've ducked
Duck, goose, shit, I ain't really been in the booth
Shit, I been out here thuggin', everything in my rap, shit is the truth like, nah, for real
You not a gangster, nigga, I heard you's a dancer
Nigga, caught you dolo, we fuck around, kidnap you for a ransom, nah, for real
Nigga said I ain't got no B's, the nigga snail
We was fifteen jumpin' out on niggas' strip, take niggas' trap, take niggas' blocks
I don't really beef with rappers, I got opps
Bitch, I run my section, bitch, I run my city like Barack, come over here
10 milli' give a nigga wet willy
Put a hole in a nigga brain like he a dolphin, free Willy, what the fuck?
I'm on cups and I'm on Percs and I'm on point
Young bull, just don't say my name again, I hope you get the point
I'm disappointed in you, young bull, 'cause I thought that you was hard
Now when I see you, I gotta tell my nigga, "Get up out that car, ayy, watch that door"
You die for me, we die for you, we do the same
Pocket watchin', bitch, I'm slime, slime, slatt, the same thing (Slatt)
Solo thuggin', brodie bouncin' out the V, shootout in public (Damn)
How the fuck does five-percent tint round the block? We gotta clutch it, goddamn
You die for me, we die for you, we do the same
Pocket watchin', bitch, I'm slime, slime, slatt, the same thing
Solo thuggin', brodie bouncin' out the V, shootout in public (Brr)
Who the fuck does five-percent tint round the block? We gotta clutch it, goddamn
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