[Intro]
I shot this shit nigga
I recorded this shit, and shot this shit
I'm the boss
Micro drac', handheld
Shooting this bitch with one hand
23 shots stuffed inside my Glock I named it Jumpman
Cuz could be whooping your ass from left to right
I'm still gon' jump in
'member I was broke and fucked up
Ain't have not one gram
Me and cuz got it together said, "Rob him, we gon make one plan"
Stick every that nigga in his goddamn city
That's just how the fuck we finna play it
Nigga put money on my head, but I up this motherfuckin' Glock I ain't nun' to play with
Pap' get to talkin that shit on this motherfuckin' beat they say I'm going fed
Imma load this motherfucking drac'
One thing I can tell you is, "Bitch I ain't running scared"
Mama say I'm ill and need some pills, 'cause I'm sick in the head
Feel like a a blind man the way I sleep with that stick in my bed
Switches get to going off "grrr-grrr-grrr-grrr-grrr"
On god hit everything in sight
12 tried to get behind us, nigga I'm pulling off before they could read my rights
Stick my wrist in a bowl, I'm a turn a 2 back into 4 imma hit with all my might
Behind the door, I lock it with a 2x4
I been here all damn night
That's not your gold and nigga them not your rolls
Why you tellin' all them lies
Fake ass killers and these fake ass goons stories
These niggas move like Plies
I need a dealer license with this Drac' the way I flip a ride
He spin, we slide, shoot, fire, none of them niggas gon-
One more time
He spin, we slide, shoot, fire, make sure none of them niggas survive
I shot this shit nigga
I recorded this shit, and shot this shit
I'm the boss
Micro drac', handheld
Shooting this bitch with one hand
23 shots stuffed inside my Glock I named it Jumpman
Cuz could be whooping your ass from left to right
I'm still gon' jump in
'member I was broke and fucked up
Ain't have not one gram
Me and cuz got it together said, "Rob him, we gon make one plan"
Stick every that nigga in his goddamn city
That's just how the fuck we finna play it
Nigga put money on my head, but I up this motherfuckin' Glock I ain't nun' to play with
Pap' get to talkin that shit on this motherfuckin' beat they say I'm going fed
Imma load this motherfucking drac'
One thing I can tell you is, "Bitch I ain't running scared"
Mama say I'm ill and need some pills, 'cause I'm sick in the head
Feel like a a blind man the way I sleep with that stick in my bed
Switches get to going off "grrr-grrr-grrr-grrr-grrr"
On god hit everything in sight
12 tried to get behind us, nigga I'm pulling off before they could read my rights
Stick my wrist in a bowl, I'm a turn a 2 back into 4 imma hit with all my might
Behind the door, I lock it with a 2x4
I been here all damn night
That's not your gold and nigga them not your rolls
Why you tellin' all them lies
Fake ass killers and these fake ass goons stories
These niggas move like Plies
I need a dealer license with this Drac' the way I flip a ride
He spin, we slide, shoot, fire, none of them niggas gon-
One more time
He spin, we slide, shoot, fire, make sure none of them niggas survive
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