Brrr
Every time I get back in the streets, this sh#t get darker
Yeah, woo
n#gg#s can’t hate on me now (Hate on me)
We do it all, we changin’ the laws, they thinkin’ ’bout takin’ me down (Yeah)
We done put bulletproof all on the cars, I told ’em bring eighty more rounds (Brrr)
I put baguettes on all of my dawgs, they fall, they makin’ a sound
I’m on a yacht with a bad thot, we got the streets in a headlock
n#gg# tried to peep through the backyard, all he seen was the choppas and red dots (Brrr)
I got my mama a black card, yeah, I really put on for the head knock
This that 1AC, you ain’t one of them rappers
And none of your steppers can step with my steppers
This chess, not checkers
I told my dawgs, “Don’t stress, don’t rush it,” I really got off
It’s seven on seven and I’m gettin’ better and better and better, my n#gg#, it’s never no pressure (Let’s get it)
Every time I hit up one of y’all n#gg#s with smoke, it’s never no pressure
n#gg#s is p#ss#, if I put a price on your head, sh#t, I get the special
You know I be hangin’ wit’ Jews
Get money wit’ Russians, I’m makin’ my moves
The hood behind me, I never could lose, I’m good, I’m solid
Can’t play me like one of them dudes
You probably end up on the news
We mobbin’ and wildin’
You know we ain’t tuckin’ them jewels, especially for none of you dudes
We slidin’ wit’ choppas
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