[Intro: Wee2Hard]
(Twyst y'all niggas up)
(Peso, make 'em run it back)
More bitches sneaky, she loyal, then keep her
I got that torch in my hood, on fire, for real
I'm on fire, for real
On God
[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Pull up Maybach in the trenches, show them youngins it's a way
Told bro to leave his gun, it ain't no opps that live in L.A.
Think I'm shooting guard for the Lakers, twenty-four ways, ballin' like Kobe
Did a lot of shit, but tellin' on a nigga, that ain't me
Did a lot of shit, but runnin' from a nigga, that ain't me
Told her if she give that pussy up, don't say nothin' else to me
Had an elevator crossin' my head, no crossin' me
Head-on, know life a dirty game, ain't no crossin' me
[Verse 1: Wee2Hard]
Buzzin' 'cross the globe, they know my name, you should clap for me
One hand on her nip, one hand on her waist, we on the balcony
I got out the streets, but I'm still a stepper turned businessman
Come on, tell me, how you plannin' to win without a business plan?
Fightin' cases, tryna dodge 12, calculatin' my steps
Men that crossed me at my lowest, I can't fuck with them again
We've been fuckin' since sixth grade, love just won't never change
Would've thought I was the founder, these niggas askin' how I do it
Niggas work for 12, postin' everything, these niggas iCarly
I just met a fan the other day, she said her name Carly
Way I ride these beats, you would think I'm on a damn Harley
Been the one, niggas prasin' Glocks, I got some shit shoot like a mini gun
(Twyst y'all niggas up)
(Peso, make 'em run it back)
More bitches sneaky, she loyal, then keep her
I got that torch in my hood, on fire, for real
I'm on fire, for real
On God
[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Pull up Maybach in the trenches, show them youngins it's a way
Told bro to leave his gun, it ain't no opps that live in L.A.
Think I'm shooting guard for the Lakers, twenty-four ways, ballin' like Kobe
Did a lot of shit, but tellin' on a nigga, that ain't me
Did a lot of shit, but runnin' from a nigga, that ain't me
Told her if she give that pussy up, don't say nothin' else to me
Had an elevator crossin' my head, no crossin' me
Head-on, know life a dirty game, ain't no crossin' me
[Verse 1: Wee2Hard]
Buzzin' 'cross the globe, they know my name, you should clap for me
One hand on her nip, one hand on her waist, we on the balcony
I got out the streets, but I'm still a stepper turned businessman
Come on, tell me, how you plannin' to win without a business plan?
Fightin' cases, tryna dodge 12, calculatin' my steps
Men that crossed me at my lowest, I can't fuck with them again
We've been fuckin' since sixth grade, love just won't never change
Would've thought I was the founder, these niggas askin' how I do it
Niggas work for 12, postin' everything, these niggas iCarly
I just met a fan the other day, she said her name Carly
Way I ride these beats, you would think I'm on a damn Harley
Been the one, niggas prasin' Glocks, I got some shit shoot like a mini gun
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