Keep a pole on me im not a wrestla
I got ya b#tch inna back of a tesla
Purple drank on me cause i got some extra
One thing about me is ima finessa
Blue benjis my pockets cause im flexa
Why These n#gg#s really think they can check us
Guess what you can get shot in ya neck bruh
Stay wit a bag on my body like Santa
I got ya hoe givin neck on camera
She gave me head up top no dandruff
Hit from da back she be draining my stamina
If da b#tch hang wit da oops ima Blam her
Pullup inna all black drop top phantom
Pop out da cut like I’m Fredo Santana
Rob a f#ck n#gg# in my black bandana
I got some b#tches for different occasions
Like blasians, Jamaicans, ricans, Caucasians
Told dat lil b#tch if she not tryn f#ck den i dont got no time to waste on conversations
Don’t give a f#ck if a opp at his job we pullup to his office and shoot at his station
Member the day when we walked pass da opp n that boy crossed da street, the gang had his heart racin
n#gg#s be bummy got no swag and no bag
n#gg#s got no drip these n#gg#s got no class
I still hit her even tho she got no #ss
[Uh] p90 on me make him run fast
We robbed ya homie tf u gon do bout it?
Watchu wan do we can rumble or shoot bout it
Even tho ya n#gg#s ain pull that job
Man you still a opp kuz the fact that you knew bout it
Uh
Don’t run up on us we got guns up on us so we make u look like Dickhead p#ss#
You know if a n#gg# talk down onna gang jus assume dat that n#gg# jus been dead p#ss#
This opp told me jus come n slide to his let out, he dont kno dat for hours we been here p#ss#
n#gg# just mad I be f#ckin his b#tch she be otp calling me big head p#ss#
n#gg#s they be hatin on da gang Hop off
Ya b#tch finna walk she don’t get Dropped off
I can really get this n#gg# killt in 1 call
Pullup to a opp block then we Pop off
Shoot em in his face he gon lose a eyeball
I’m shootin sh#t like the prime John wall
Lil Mizzy nova ima goat Top Dawg
Ya pockets slow like a mf Sloth
Paint a n#gg# down like my name Bob ross
He cause me a problem that sh#t gettin Solved
Lil b#tch im Don Corlèone im da boss
Lil b#tch come here im tryn get in them drawls
Ion fear nun these n#gg#s these n#gg#s is soft
I get a bag n split it wit my dawgs
f#ck all the opps man we killin em all
b#tch we came here to shoot we ain’t come here to Brawl
Stay wit a bag on my body like Santa
I got ya hoe givin neck on camera
She gave me head up top no dandruff
Hit from da back she be draining my stamina
If da b#tch hang wit da oops ima Blam her
Pullup inna all black drop top phantom
Pop out da cut like I’m Fredo Santana
Rob a f#ck n#gg# in my black bandana
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