[Chrous]
Heard ‘em sayin' this and that, like nigga do not watch me
Kick up in the bando bussin' wops to the zombies
Needles everywhere, little blood spilled on that concrete
If we ever get pulled over on that drill, just stay calm please
We’re onto them
Niggas sendin' bitches to come line me like what’s wrong with them?
Broski got the thing up on the back it’s like a Tommy gun
Threw away the 30 and he went and bought a 50 drum
[Verse 1]
I keep it 100 but they lie and that’s big facts
Crying over bitches but don’t slide, where they do that at?
Told this bitch she’s fuckin' up my high, I don’t wanna chat
She call me back, I turned off my phone
I might go and drill, it’s dark as fuck
Pain all in my heart don’t know how to feel
Right or wrong you know that I’m gon’ step, so don’t tell me chill
I’m big high I don’t need a perc, I don’t need a pill
Said she wanna ride, she said that she’s the one, told me that she’s real
I said “I’m on my grind, you’re just in my way, you can’t help me heal”
I was at my crib, I was just kicked up, heard that he got killed
She was mad at me but she still linked up ‘cause she love me still
A couple bands on me but I’m still blicked up, bitch I keep the steel
[Chorus]
Heard ‘em sayin' this and that, like nigga do not watch me
Kick up in the bando bussin' wops to the zombies
Needles everywhere, little blood spilled on that concrete
If we ever get pulled over on that drill just stay calm please
We’re onto them
Niggas sendin' bitches to come line me like what’s wrong with them?
Broski got the thing up on the back it’s like a Tommy gun
Threw away the 30 and he went and bought a 50 drum
Heard ‘em sayin' this and that, like nigga do not watch me
Kick up in the bando bussin' wops to the zombies
Needles everywhere, little blood spilled on that concrete
If we ever get pulled over on that drill, just stay calm please
We’re onto them
Niggas sendin' bitches to come line me like what’s wrong with them?
Broski got the thing up on the back it’s like a Tommy gun
Threw away the 30 and he went and bought a 50 drum
[Verse 1]
I keep it 100 but they lie and that’s big facts
Crying over bitches but don’t slide, where they do that at?
Told this bitch she’s fuckin' up my high, I don’t wanna chat
She call me back, I turned off my phone
I might go and drill, it’s dark as fuck
Pain all in my heart don’t know how to feel
Right or wrong you know that I’m gon’ step, so don’t tell me chill
I’m big high I don’t need a perc, I don’t need a pill
Said she wanna ride, she said that she’s the one, told me that she’s real
I said “I’m on my grind, you’re just in my way, you can’t help me heal”
I was at my crib, I was just kicked up, heard that he got killed
She was mad at me but she still linked up ‘cause she love me still
A couple bands on me but I’m still blicked up, bitch I keep the steel
[Chorus]
Heard ‘em sayin' this and that, like nigga do not watch me
Kick up in the bando bussin' wops to the zombies
Needles everywhere, little blood spilled on that concrete
If we ever get pulled over on that drill just stay calm please
We’re onto them
Niggas sendin' bitches to come line me like what’s wrong with them?
Broski got the thing up on the back it’s like a Tommy gun
Threw away the 30 and he went and bought a 50 drum
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