Four of your partners, whacked
Walk in the spot with a Mac
Walk in the spot with the pack
And my bro locked up for a strap
You shouldn’t have told on your mans
That sh#t gonna f#ck up your plans
You won’t be breathing again
You will not see him again
Bullets gonna hit him, F&N
You talk bout my momma’nem
That sh#t ain’t flying with them
Bullets gonna turn him to a hallow man
Walk in the spot with a lot of bands and a lot of fans
And Amiri pants and platinum gas
And TEC-9s and MAC-10s
I’m a business man, I’m a business
No witness, no snitches
No limits and I’m a menace
You get the bag and you fumble it
I get a check and I’m running it
I got my demons I summon them
I just be dripping like Gunna’nem
Feel like I’m Drake, got me a hunnid bands
You smell the gas when I’m coming in
Dripped out when I’m bumbing it
Money and pain, I’m numbing it
Dope in the car, coverеd it
All of this guap I’m loving it
Got me a check and I double it
You say you got you a glizzy, Whеre
Stacking money staying busy, Yeah
Hit up your momma and sissy, yeah
Cop me a Glock extended, yeah
Hit that boy in his fitted, yeah
The commonwealth got me tripping
All this drip, man I’m slipping
All this pack that I’m flipping
All your gas that’s mids
All this lean in my piss, all this green in my spliff
Balmain jeans with a rip, I just put keef on her lip
Mixing the Gs with a fifth
Call it a night when I c#m on her t#ts, yes
You wanna talk, Imma put you in a casket
You never wanted no action
I’m pulling up and I’m blasting
Upping a 40, laser, holographic
Shoot off his head, call it a cabbage
I keep a dagger, call me a savage
I ain’t no simp, I’m never average
I ain’t no simp, I’m never average, gang
Gang, gang, I’m never average, gang
Whole lotta 717 sh#t, FG sh#t, gang
I’m never average, only the family
I’m never average, only the
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