[Verse 1: DaBoii]
They ask me how I'm feelin', I lie and say, "I'm straight"
Why they take my lil' brother, he just wanted to be great
Why I be cuttin' niggas off? 'Cause they wanted to be fake
Ever since I fought a demon, I don't even say my grace
Wonder if God by my side, if he not then that's that
Niggas sayin' that they dogs when they really kitty cat
We'll take over yo' city, come and get yo' city back
Niggas claim that shooter shit but ain't made a semi clap
Had a Glock 22 wit' a live in the stick
Shit'll give a nigga life if I speak up on that skit
Ol' bitch wasn't for me shout out black freed the bitch
Jump in that deep end you'll be sleepin' wit' the fish
No if and's or but's this kick stand is clutch
And that nigga ain't a gangsta if he keep it in the trunk
Supposed to have it on yo' hip, if you don't then you a punk
We catch you loafin' in that whip, if you ain't got it then you skurt
Bitch
[Verse 2: Lil' Sheik]
A lot of smoke up on Instagram
But in person niggas soft they don't want the funk
But I'ma let this 50 blow 'til it's gone
P-Juice mix the Moet wit' Patron
When I get in my zone, ain't no stoppin' me
I don't shoot dice no more, get mad and rob the game
A lot of shit I did way before the fame
I ain't YFN Lucci, don't think it's a game
Cause a storm wit' the chop they couldn't stop the rain
They ask me who I do it for, I do it for Gang
Tutuland way deeper than you could imagine
I don't keep up wit' these niggas rock my own fashion
And I keep a two three slidin' up in traffic
Is you slidin' or you not? Ask them questions after
And I'm big out of state we ain't no local rappers
At 16 I might have been one of the biggest trappers
They ask me how I'm feelin', I lie and say, "I'm straight"
Why they take my lil' brother, he just wanted to be great
Why I be cuttin' niggas off? 'Cause they wanted to be fake
Ever since I fought a demon, I don't even say my grace
Wonder if God by my side, if he not then that's that
Niggas sayin' that they dogs when they really kitty cat
We'll take over yo' city, come and get yo' city back
Niggas claim that shooter shit but ain't made a semi clap
Had a Glock 22 wit' a live in the stick
Shit'll give a nigga life if I speak up on that skit
Ol' bitch wasn't for me shout out black freed the bitch
Jump in that deep end you'll be sleepin' wit' the fish
No if and's or but's this kick stand is clutch
And that nigga ain't a gangsta if he keep it in the trunk
Supposed to have it on yo' hip, if you don't then you a punk
We catch you loafin' in that whip, if you ain't got it then you skurt
Bitch
[Verse 2: Lil' Sheik]
A lot of smoke up on Instagram
But in person niggas soft they don't want the funk
But I'ma let this 50 blow 'til it's gone
P-Juice mix the Moet wit' Patron
When I get in my zone, ain't no stoppin' me
I don't shoot dice no more, get mad and rob the game
A lot of shit I did way before the fame
I ain't YFN Lucci, don't think it's a game
Cause a storm wit' the chop they couldn't stop the rain
They ask me who I do it for, I do it for Gang
Tutuland way deeper than you could imagine
I don't keep up wit' these niggas rock my own fashion
And I keep a two three slidin' up in traffic
Is you slidin' or you not? Ask them questions after
And I'm big out of state we ain't no local rappers
At 16 I might have been one of the biggest trappers
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