〈Verse〉
We made n#gg#s tighten up
Running through his b#tch probably made n#gg#s lighten up
Heard to opps just took a loss n#gg# fye em up
I done f#cked around and hit this b#tch ain’t even try to f#ck
Wood smacking kinda hard let me take a breath
Pulling up on n#gg#s hopping out cause we ain’t taking threats
I blow it if I pull it out cuz cause I can make it back
We don’t hit the block in something fast got em breaking necks
Getting off my last worry ima chase a check
East side n#gg# making plays when I’m headed west
I get bored pour a deuce up in a Everfresh
All I know is n#gg#s bull sh#tting Brody said it best
You can’t bе around gang if you don’t get money
Pull up to the storе we hopping out but leave the whip running
Bos go for 21 we call em Tim Duncan
I’m that same 7 mile n#gg# got the 6 jumping
Name good never ran off
Talking bout a load but you struggle getting grams off
40 with a 50 on it Zach Randolph
Dog be out the way you better knock that n#gg# mans off
Giving b#tches whiplash when I stab off
I ain’t plugging n#gg#s you’ll prolly f#ck the bag off
You ain’t shopping why you asking what a slab cost
Last n#gg# tried to play with n#gg#s took a bad loss
It’s PaidTeam ima scream it til I’m dead
When it come to b#tches can’t be beefing with yo mans
Couple n#gg#s locked they need to free em from the feds
When it come to buying pops Duke done probably blew a Benz
I don’t want to f#ck you baby I just want the head
n#gg#s love capping they ain’t living what they saying
Pulling up we hopping out the mini van
I just bought a pint of Henny finna take it to the head
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