Just got the racks in from a lil’ play
Put that in sh#t the safe right next the K
But I’m neva’ lackin Glock on my body n#gg#
I gotta be safe
Cus n#gg# is snakes act a different way to yo face
If I keep a buck
I might do da same for enough of tha pay
Only god know my fate
n#gg#s is grimy n#gg#s is shiesty
That’s how you survive when you up in dis lane
You n#gg#s is lame if you don’t got 20k to yo name
Don’t speak on my name put that on the gang
The spring hit my n#gg#s shootin sh#t in the rain
Might wet up yo gang
Yo b#tch gettin wet as we speak
That hoe ain loyal we runnin’ a train
He want smoke and he want smoke
Swear to god these n#gg#s is f#ckin addicts
Thеy addicted to gettin put on tees
I’m addicted to buyin’ thеse f#ckin pateks
All my n#gg#s livin’ over lavish
Yo whole gang gettin smoked
Lettin’ off 300 no sosa
Y’all burn good makin me choke choke
Pack hittin this sh#t pressure
IG n#gg#s y’all don’t press sh#t
That boy ran I had ta catch ‘em
Now he ash n#gg# no Ketchum
CPDK they ain’t gon catch us
His white shirt red it ain no ketchup
Whole clip gone b#tch naw I won’t let up
Old hoes steady sneakin dissin’
On Demon time shoot at my exes
Opps mad they see me inna scat
While they broke #ss still in that Lexus
Feel like Batman she givin’ riddles
We gon f#ck or not? Don’t care bout tha extras
Y’all hit anything any type of #ss
Used a ugly hoe an still got him setup
Slid on yo thot on yo thizzy she givin me tizzy
All I bought tha hoe was some Wendy’s
A fo fo fo is enough to get some throat throat throat
From a thot in yo city
b#tch We in da tele Yo b#tch an yo mom an yo sister
They suckin’ they givin me headie
They in love wit Sevy I don’t got a condom
I show them the plan B an they ready
He want smoke and he want smoke
Swear to god these n#gg#s is f#ckin addicts
They addicted to gettin put on tees
I’m addicted to buyin’ these f#ckin pateks
All my n#gg#s livin’ over lavish
Yo whole gang gettin smoked
Lettin’ off 300 no sosa
Y’all burn good makin me choke choke
Pack hittin this sh#t pressure
IG n#gg#s y’all don’t press sh#t
That boy ran I had ta catch ‘em
Now he ash n#gg# no Ketchum
CPDK they ain’t gon catch us
His white shirt red it ain no ketchup
Whole clip gone b#tch naw I won’t let up
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