b#tch ,If i give you ten
Go zip that n#gg#
Go flip that n#gg#
You’ll kill him n#gg#
I’ma split you n#gg#
It’s been real n#gg#
Look at my f#cking wrist that bih so motherf#ckin’ ice
And ion check the price, I’ll buy if it’s nice
I’m clutching some sh#t so f#cking big, yea, end your life
n#gg#, clutching the f#cking sig I’m finna end his life
We don’t f#ck with no f#cking pigs, all my n#gg#s shiesty
All my n#gg#s so f#cking slime, it get real slimey
Trying to keep up with my life, it get real pricey
Yea, hang out the roof, nothing to do
Know all my n#gg#s gon’ shoot, yeah
Do it to you, do it to him
f#ck that n#gg# and his crew
b#tch, I’m gone off blues
Look at my fit, cost as much as juice
Hey, we loose screws
Pop my sh#t, I pop my sh#t on you
Finna up a hundred on the ‘Gram, f#ck cam
So rich, I could buy a Lamb’
Up in the four-door Porsche Panamera
Put that sh#t on camera
Hitting his b#tch with stamina
I don’t give a f#ck ’bout nobody kill my manager
Need anger management
This b#tch a fan and sh#t
She don’t eat dick? I’m vanishing
Yeah, lil’ b#tch, I’m gone
In my f#cking zone, n#gg#, what you on?
I’m putting my sh#t on
These sticks, these sticks, they break that n#gg# bone
I don’t rock Vlone, b#tch, I’m alone
Come in my f#cking home, I’ma get your sh#t gone
Lil’-ass boy, b#tch-ass n#gg#, I’m grown
Yeah, Bring hers alone
Hitting this b#tch from the back while she giving me dome
Yeah, up in my zone, up in my zone
Know you can hear it in this song
Yeah, AR-15 got a sight, Glock 19 got a pipe
Pouring codeine in the Sprite, f#ck the hype
b#tch, I’m very hype…
f#ck the hype, b#tch, I’m very hype
b#tch, I really with the sh#t, yeah
Codeine กับ sprite เอามา mix, yeah
I told my momma we really rich
วันหน้าจะไปเที่ยวทะเล
อยู่ใน stu กูยังมี sticks
หวังว่าพวกมึงคงไม่คิดที่จะ play
Do not worry ’bout what I’m sippin’
ถ้ามันไม่ดีกูไม่คิดที่จะเท
ปฏิเสธที่จะรัก ปฏิเสธที่จะเย็ด ปฏิเสธที่จะ fake, yeah
b#tch, I ain’t gon’ do sh#t ถ้าวันนี้กูไม่ได้ get paid
I just bought me a f#ckin’ Ricky, I’m finna ball at the mall today
You can get hit with the blick
กูเห็นมึงอยาก beef มึงอยากคุยกับเจ, yeah!
Yea, yea, yeah, we paid, yeah
Told them broke #ss b#tch keep prayin’, yeah
I’m a P, gotta keep on playin’ yeah
และแบงค์พัน I’m gon’ chase it, yeah
โทรไปบอกแม่ we made it, yeah
All these p#ss# ninjas hatin’ ,yeah
แต่มึงไม่ได้เกิดมาเป็นนักเลง, yeah
Everyday กูทำกันเอง, yeah
My shoebox full of paper
Got glock 19 with a laser
จุดต่ำ this where I came, uh
Said we gang but I don’t claim ya
You be fakin’, ion blame ya
ถ้ามึงโดนต่อย that’s a shame, uh
หวังว่ากูจะไม่เกม, uh
กูตบยา I still the same, uh
I got the guap, f#ck the fame, uh
ในเกมกูยัง maintain, uh
I’m in the booth, went insane, yeah
พี่กูบอกให้กูละเลง, yeah
I f#ck this sh#t up ด้วยตัวเอง, yeah
I’m living in a Squid Game, yeah
Told you not to come this way, nah
It ain’t P if you ain’t pay us
My pops still got a K, yeah
Ion give a f#ck whatcha sayin’, uh
[Mumbling
Yeah, yeah
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