(yababykid)
Bro beat the block and left a nigga on the scene, doc patch him up
I hit the block, I'm servin' fetty, Xylazine, I ran it up
Rich sinners, I'm gon' sin 'til the last day we burn in hell
Rich shooters, brodie bounce out with the Drac', he gon' prevail
Cartier Bleu Automatic, 42 millimeter Patek
Panamera Porsche 911 and the whip 4Matic
Pull up, dump, ARPC got a stock and hold a beam
Brodie bounce out with a mop and clean the block like Mr. Clean
Baldhead, stuff magazine, attach the switch, rat-tatted-tatted
Draco fidget spin a nigga in the air, he acrobatic
I done had to bulletproof the vehicle, the battleadic
BP V, can't no nigga get up with me, my shooter savage, god
Saint Laurent rock and Santo Michael bless, leccis on my neck
Shouts out Ogun, that nigga like a vest
Put him to the test, a nigga die, wasn't from homicide
Shouts out my Orishas, nice to meet you in the afterlife
Pull up, four B, four switch, gang-gang, straight blitz
Quarterback sack on a nigga, don't lack, I don't miss
I feel my brother hit a bad bitch, I hit too, the same semen
Shout out pop, but the year he made me, he made demon
Molly-molly got me out my body, white bitch snortin' K
Rockin' drip from overseas and female jeans, thought I was gay
Bitch a dime and then my baby mom a nine, but she gon' stay, ah (No bap)
I done made my mind up, she look good, might fuck a dyke
It ain't no bappin' in my rap, mean what I say, it ain't no psych
Percocets, ten-thousand styrofoam, cataracts my sight
Ain't come to fight, bitch, I don't even know how, I'ma blow the pipe, you know that
They say, "Z, he look Jamaican," what the fuck? That's Kodak
100K around my neck in jewels, a pint, let's pour that
Got pulled over in the whip, the gat, I told bro hold that
We done bounced out on the block, niggas ran a four flat
Bro beat the block and left a nigga on the scene, doc patch him up
I hit the block, I'm servin' fetty, Xylazine, I ran it up
Rich sinners, I'm gon' sin 'til the last day we burn in hell
Rich shooters, brodie bounce out with the Drac', he gon' prevail
Cartier Bleu Automatic, 42 millimeter Patek
Panamera Porsche 911 and the whip 4Matic
Pull up, dump, ARPC got a stock and hold a beam
Brodie bounce out with a mop and clean the block like Mr. Clean
Panoramic roof, my shooter's out the top, I got the uh
Brodie hawk, spit Drac' up out the uh, bounce out on top of him
I done saw it with my own eyes like Ar-Ab saw Skinny Me
Navy Seal, shoot with precision, he kneel down, shoot off one knee
Police say I killed the nigga and I didn't
Man, I seen him do it, and I seen him do it
That bull about one hundred and thirty pounds of horror
I know this for a fact, man
Smell like death inside the air, gunsmoke and powder on my body
Trained to kill, bitch, trained to go, the last man standin', shout out Ty Lee
Pski, brodie bangin' on the block every day just for the freeski
I just pulled Batmobile, I feel like Brucey Weezy
My homie bustin' traps and then he takin' all types of payments
Brodie hoppin' out with V with Drac', he just tryna make a statement
Super geek, got me scared to go to sleep
Bro put the button to a nigga dome and nigga felt that heat, brr
Bro beat the block and left a nigga on the scene, doc patch him up
I hit the block, I'm servin' fetty, Xylazine, I ran it up
Rich sinners, I'm gon' sin 'til the last day we burn in hell
Rich shooters, brodie bounce out with the Drac', he gon' prevail
Cartier Bleu Automatic, 42 millimeter Patek
Panamera Porsche 911 and the whip 4Matic
Pull up, dump, ARPC got a stock and hold a beam
Brodie bounce out with a mop and clean the block like Mr. Clean
You know that
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