[Intro - Chorus playing in the car]
Different, high off this weed
Time after time they gon' die in the street
(This shit hit different, on me)
All of them die every time I'm in the seat
Roll up enemies then get choked with the meat
(This shit hit different, on me)
(Nigga, this shit hit different)
Lie, biddy-bye bye, I ride by them, don't speak
My my my my, kept cool, come from them cheek
(This shit hit different, on me)
?sure 40? drop, I don't stop, watch them leak
(This shit hit different, on)
[Verse 1]
Face it, I'm evasive
Here he come in the Chuck Ts with the all green fat laces
Traces of death when I'm on your neck, ain't no chases
I don't wanna have to go and look around, send me location
(motherfucker) pull up even if a nigga's on probation
"four found dead, five in the head", all in quotations
Face him, 25 years, ain't no more tears, racin'
Now I sit around, bodies in the ground, lives I have taken
Fuck around I put the hollow all up in your sixpack
Now you wanna run and everywhere you pull up, here he comin' with the shitbag
I get that, anyone you pick I promise it gon' be a mismatch
Fuck around with the body in the ground, turn around, call dispatch
I meant that, gangrene, used to be on the same team
Line 'em up, nigga, AB, no if-ands-or-maybes
So brazy, you don't ever come through so you don't phase me
Put 'em in a headlock, leave 'em with a dreadlock like Jay-Z
People tell me I'm the devil so I'm 'bout to give it to 'em
Bring 'em all to hell and [?] heat, I got 'em burnin' all up in your living room
Elevatin', body shakin', won't you ever wake up, finna bring you in the doom
Take a step, I'm 'bout to break a nigga, barely take a sip to get up in the mood
Real psycho, oh it's sick, run away before the Covid spit
Know this shit, I will kick up dust and pull up bustin' and I blow this bitch
Hold this dick, walk around up in the hot kitchen, where the beef at
Nigga ?look around up? industry's at, where the weed at, blood, roll this bitch
Different, high off this weed
Time after time they gon' die in the street
(This shit hit different, on me)
All of them die every time I'm in the seat
Roll up enemies then get choked with the meat
(This shit hit different, on me)
(Nigga, this shit hit different)
Lie, biddy-bye bye, I ride by them, don't speak
My my my my, kept cool, come from them cheek
(This shit hit different, on me)
?sure 40? drop, I don't stop, watch them leak
(This shit hit different, on)
[Verse 1]
Face it, I'm evasive
Here he come in the Chuck Ts with the all green fat laces
Traces of death when I'm on your neck, ain't no chases
I don't wanna have to go and look around, send me location
(motherfucker) pull up even if a nigga's on probation
"four found dead, five in the head", all in quotations
Face him, 25 years, ain't no more tears, racin'
Now I sit around, bodies in the ground, lives I have taken
Fuck around I put the hollow all up in your sixpack
Now you wanna run and everywhere you pull up, here he comin' with the shitbag
I get that, anyone you pick I promise it gon' be a mismatch
Fuck around with the body in the ground, turn around, call dispatch
I meant that, gangrene, used to be on the same team
Line 'em up, nigga, AB, no if-ands-or-maybes
So brazy, you don't ever come through so you don't phase me
Put 'em in a headlock, leave 'em with a dreadlock like Jay-Z
People tell me I'm the devil so I'm 'bout to give it to 'em
Bring 'em all to hell and [?] heat, I got 'em burnin' all up in your living room
Elevatin', body shakin', won't you ever wake up, finna bring you in the doom
Take a step, I'm 'bout to break a nigga, barely take a sip to get up in the mood
Real psycho, oh it's sick, run away before the Covid spit
Know this shit, I will kick up dust and pull up bustin' and I blow this bitch
Hold this dick, walk around up in the hot kitchen, where the beef at
Nigga ?look around up? industry's at, where the weed at, blood, roll this bitch
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