f#ck it, I’m fed up, I got them hoes, I can get you set up
Drop a bag, now I got my bread up
f#ck where you from, n#gg# throw your set up
These n#gg#s can’t catch up (pressure), they want me to let up
If I call my scraps you get hit up, bet you that n#gg# don’t get up
f#ck it, I’m fed up, I got them hoes, I can get you set up
Drop a bag, now I got my bread up
f#ck where you from, n#gg# throw your set up
These n#gg#s can’t catch up (pressure), they want me to let up
If I call my scraps you get hit up, bet you that n#gg# don’t get up
We throwing up three’s and g’s, we got x and p’s
But this ain’t the alphabet, free Tony, I got them checks
Free Stoney, I got them hoes that set you up and get you wet
We got Glocks, we got ARs, tools, we got techs
Know you heard about the U on the news, we in the mix
Call b out the cut I know he don’t fight for sh#t
Call Bang that’s the bang man he stay with a stick, yeah
Drigo made the beat, but he also sent a blix
Now we’re in Cali, we ’bout to send them sh#ts back
Sent them to jugg or I send them to Katt
Play with my straps you get killed for a rack
Once they increase, they’re goin’ up half to hell
But we ain’t gonna get into that
I leave the stu and go get me some cat, then I see the plug
Came with my face, that’s how I got my drugs
We hit that boy with them slugs
f#ck it, I’m fed up, I got them hoes, I can get you set up
Drop a bag, now I got my bread up
f#ck where you from, n#gg# throw your set up
These n#gg#s can’t catch up (pressure), they want me to let up
If I call my scraps you get hit up, bet you that n#gg# don’t get up
f#ck it, I’m fed up, I got them hoes, I can get you set up
Drop a bag, now I got my bread up
f#ck where you from, n#gg# throw your set up
These n#gg#s can’t catch up (pressure), they want me to let up
If I call my scraps you get hit up, bet you that n#gg# don’t get up
Bet you that n#gg# don’t get up, we hittin’ anything from the hip up
Bring out that AR it flip trucks, we make a f#ck n#gg# give it up
My b#tch got the drop and gave it to us
My Glock got a dick and it’s ready to buss
He a bully to you but he p#ss# to us
You can do what I do but know you can get caught
f#ck it, I’m fed up, I got them hoes, I can get you set up
Drop a bag, now I got my bread up
f#ck where you from, n#gg# throw your set up
These n#gg#s can’t catch up (pressure), they want me to let up
If I call my scraps you get hit up, bet you that n#gg# don’t get up
f#ck it, I’m fed up, I got them hoes, I can get you set up
Drop a bag, now I got my bread up
f#ck where you from, n#gg# throw your set up
These n#gg#s can’t catch up (pressure), they want me to let up
If I call my scraps you get hit up, bet you that n#gg# don’t get up
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