Pt. i
We, ain’t come from serving fiends, we came from jugging kids
Beanstalk, re rocking beans, we came from scamming ritz
Like an ig b#tch with a bbl we repackage the mid
Like a jit in the epl send back-and-forth the b#tch
The molly look like quicksand, b#tch i’m gaara
Heard he lost his brother, rip, he in hell but i’m sorry
He just smoking to look cool, he don’t inhale it proper
Give him shiny packaging, give a f#ck if it’s zaza
I counted a rack today, hope they don’t lock my paypal
They keep on taking drip, i don’t know where my wave at
That sh#t for saycheese, give a f#ck bout where yo k at
We was little kids, getting hyphy, playing jay ant, uh
Switch up on his bro for being gay but he hang with the rats, tell me how that’s solid?
Why you post that carbine it got bodies
Need my brother happy, before i cop a rari
Brown boy this 30 clip turn his pants into a sari
And i’m still coming, tell water my bad, i’m sorry
For taking too long, and being 2 on, cause i’m on it
If i start praying, this white b#tch call me demonic
We, ain’t come from serving fiends, we came from jugging kids
Beanstalk, re rocking beans, we came from scamming ritz
Like an ig b#tch with a bbl we repackage the mid
Like a jit in the epl send back-and-forth the b#tch
The molly look like quicksand, b#tch i’m gaara
Heard he lost his brother, rip, he in hell but i’m sorry
He just smoking to look cool, he don’t inhale it proper
Give him shiny packaging, give a f#ck if it’s zaza
Before my opps die, wanna see pete smile
And y’all told, you can’t kill my pride
Look at this bracelet, this sh#t hitting like pride
Before i die, need to see spenny in mclaren for a ride
You know alvin switch states but he never too far
I think my mama really proud this sh#t got a real smile
Everybody got hits in em, this just a few of mine
These ain’t songs, just notes for my
Next time on hits
Pt. ii
We got, .762s give em hypertension
He diss, no response, he can’t buy a mention
Man, f#ck his family, we gon scam his grandma’s lil pension
Big blicky on gang, we don’t carry blades, ain’t kenshin
Krish, i’ll kill an opp fore i kill a fly
That 918, that peter parker, i’m saying bye
Ain’t taking flicks, ain’t saying hi
My b#tch say i think like a caveman, but i gotta keep the fye
I ain’t got no type, i hate all you hoes
I can’t really have no wife, forever throwin 4s
Not no gang sign, that’s 408, like san jo, lil b#tch
And i’m 23, they envy me, can’t crack the code, lil b#tch
Unpack the 4s, we jack the 4s, we pack the 4s, with sh#t
By the time i sell that brick, that casket damn near brisk
I can’t take no sh#t through no airport, brown boy, i’m finna get frisked
You would think we in the air force, the way this sh#t get shipped
Even my mama told me get a prenup, don’t wife no hoe
I could never ever really die long as 2-3 up, you know chris on go
If you put your toes in water ricks’ you’d be broke
Splish, splash, he got drenched, then he went missing, they tryna find nemo
I’m jugging in silicon valley, my chop got t#ts on it
I sold my big pair of bally’s, thrice, you know that i made me a profit
Shoutout to cam, he knows they should ban me from grailed, he knows i’m jugging on stockx
b#tches in my dms these days, saying we could be like team rocket
Send the cat out, like meowth, he got more clout but i still make him pout
I’d get better sleep even if he shot up my house, knowing i ain’t no
Least that’s what they be saying, bro, cause i’m looney, been turned down zeroes
i ain’t grow up with no heroes
And i still f#ck with varo, not varo
Just ran off on two old heads, i call em desus & mero
Cause they had me laughing, pockets on kracken, but i ain’t cripping
Can’t trap a real trapper, b#tch, you tripping
I’ma gold dig like larsa, can’t go out like pippen, scottie
We got, .762s give em hypertension
He diss, no response, he can’t buy a mention
Man, f#ck his family, we gon scam his grandma’s lil pension
Big blicky on gang, we don’t carry blades, ain’t kenshin
Krish, i’ll kill an opp fore i kill a fly
That 918, that peter parker, i’m saying bye
Ain’t taking flicks, ain’t saying hi
My b#tch say i think like a caveman, but i gotta keep the fye
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