[Sleepy Hallow & Michael Jackson]
They told him, "Don't you ever come around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear" (Narline)
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
Look, aye
All that shit that they rappin', I started that shit
Like, niggas be stealin' my drip
Got me fightin' two cases, I stay with a glick
Wasn't tryna get money like Mitch
I was too busy tryna go load up a clip
Like, bro let's go do us a uh
Bro let's go do us a huh
Bro let's go do us a hit
Way before niggas started rappin'
We was in the streets clappin'
Hop out, turn a nigga to a caption
#RestInPeaceTheMandem
Fly shit, this ain't nothin' like Aladdin
Bro that's your bitch? My bloody bracked it
Bro that's your bitch? My cuzzy cracked it
If you fuck my bitch, then you can have it
Aye, huh, wait, huh
They got me stuck in my ways
Droppin' my shit get you shot in the face
Bitch I'm a winner, no need for the race, aye
Brand new whip, I ain't takin' no Uber
All these snow bunnies think I'm a hooper
Don't want no young bitch, I need a cougar
Shooter gang, they know how they maneuver
Not with the cliquin' up (Nah)
You gotta do a hit, you tryna get with us
That's how we give it up, huh
Yeah, that's how we give it up (That's how we )
Look, free shooter gang, free nine way, uh
Still my way or the highway
She ain't tryna hold my gun, then she ain't my bae
Can't trust her, she can't go to my place
Switch the fabric, shit get tragic
I'm the one that they call when it's static (Yeah)
He want smoke, my whole gang full of addicts
Up this chop, he get dropped automatic
Like, yeah, niggas scared
I could see it, they heart full of fear
Bitches funny, they havin' affairs
I stayed by myself, I get money and chill
In the field, talkin' drills
I ain't never do it off of pills
Me and Sheff was slidin' for the thrill
Bitch say she love me, that ain't how she feel
Let's be real, if I die you gon' fuck niggas still (Facts)
I get booked, you gon' fuck niggas still (Facts)
So why would I love on that bitch, she a ew
In love with my gun, bitch I trust in my steel
Uh, steel, steel
I got back, I was fresh off of bail
Toss that chop, that's right after the drill, uh
Drill, uh, drill
Popped a Perky, I can't even feel
Fuck a hunnid, I keep it a mil', uh
Mil', uh, mil'
Fuck a hunnid, I keep it a mil'
Fuck a hunnid, I keep it a mil'
Grah pah pah
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