[Intro]
17-round clip pokin' like a 30
Boy you a bitch, back then you was nerdy
When it come down to it I'ma rip my lil' blick
Why the fuck would I be worried?
Link up wit' a trapper in a alleyway
If he come I'm takin' his perkies
This is a Stonedef exclusive
Holy fuck, I love Stonedef
Boy, fuck you, nigga
Fuck
Fuck you, nigga
I'm sipping so much mud right now
[Verse]
Nigga packed shit but a big ass fye
See this shit I got on me now
Bump down right now know you gon' panic
Nigga better say ten four
Better call backup 'cause I know you gon' vanish
Use a shortcut, nigga gotta get away
Get back to the hood, roll up a thorn blunt za
That's how I celebrate my escape
And if a opp talkin' 'bout he want smoke wit' lil' Fast
That's how a nigga get his body atе
Wake up ain't got no munyun, ain't got no za
Who the fuck we finna rob today?
And if I catch you out you bеtter be 'bout it
Talkin' 'bout you be 'bout it
Niggas hoes, put my Glock back up
12 can't say a armed robbery
You ain't never did that, why you rappin' about it?
Now you gotta live up to it
Ain't gon' cap if you done shopped wit' me you skimmed
You know how lil' Fast do it
Skinny jeans, I'm posted up wit' rocket
Blick get stuck in my pocket
And if they catch me out in the dark
Anybody'll tell you my Glock get to knockin'
If we catch a car parked, fuck
If I catch a car parked, I can't help it, I'm used to door lockin'
Nigga ain't got his fye equipped on licks
Nigga fuckin' trippin'
Nigga wanna talk it out when we finally link
Nuh uh, stand on business
Still gon' get out the V and flex out this blick
While I'm off white drippin'
17-round clip pokin' like a 30
Boy, you a bitch, back then you was nerdy
When it come down to it I'ma rip my lil' blick
Why the fuck would I be worried?
Link up wit' a trapper in a alleyway
If he come I'm takin' his perkies
Too much fine shit want me bad
But you know I ain't buyin' no Birkins
Stopped at the corner let the lil' boy out, he look nervous
He can't come when we purgin'
She say, "Why you always smilin'?"
I don't even know, I be worriless
Look at my head, you can tell I ain't lyin'
Five o'clock in the morning, we still ridin' 'round
And we gon' be outside
But I ain't even gon' cap, I don't give no fuck
Me, lil' gang, sleep inside the car lot, hotbox all the trucks
Put you on a lick, check the repo lot, clear it out
Better not come to my hood sellin' za'
We gon' chase you out
Got a twenty on him, bump down on him, take his PPP
Run to the hood, flex a nigga b-roll
Lil' gang them say he hit the lottery
It don't even mean that much, I don't even give a fuck for real
Why the fuck this bitch tryna lie to me?
Tryna look tough, nigga really look pie to me
Take some shit down nigga know ain't no findin' me
Nigga know lil' Lazer keep fye wit' me, fuck
17-round clip pokin' like a 30
Boy you a bitch, back then you was nerdy
When it come down to it I'ma rip my lil' blick
Why the fuck would I be worried?
Link up wit' a trapper in a alleyway
If he come I'm takin' his perkies
This is a Stonedef exclusive
Holy fuck, I love Stonedef
Boy, fuck you, nigga
Fuck
Fuck you, nigga
I'm sipping so much mud right now
[Verse]
Nigga packed shit but a big ass fye
See this shit I got on me now
Bump down right now know you gon' panic
Nigga better say ten four
Better call backup 'cause I know you gon' vanish
Use a shortcut, nigga gotta get away
Get back to the hood, roll up a thorn blunt za
That's how I celebrate my escape
And if a opp talkin' 'bout he want smoke wit' lil' Fast
That's how a nigga get his body atе
Wake up ain't got no munyun, ain't got no za
Who the fuck we finna rob today?
And if I catch you out you bеtter be 'bout it
Talkin' 'bout you be 'bout it
Niggas hoes, put my Glock back up
12 can't say a armed robbery
You ain't never did that, why you rappin' about it?
Now you gotta live up to it
Ain't gon' cap if you done shopped wit' me you skimmed
You know how lil' Fast do it
Skinny jeans, I'm posted up wit' rocket
Blick get stuck in my pocket
And if they catch me out in the dark
Anybody'll tell you my Glock get to knockin'
If we catch a car parked, fuck
If I catch a car parked, I can't help it, I'm used to door lockin'
Nigga ain't got his fye equipped on licks
Nigga fuckin' trippin'
Nigga wanna talk it out when we finally link
Nuh uh, stand on business
Still gon' get out the V and flex out this blick
While I'm off white drippin'
17-round clip pokin' like a 30
Boy, you a bitch, back then you was nerdy
When it come down to it I'ma rip my lil' blick
Why the fuck would I be worried?
Link up wit' a trapper in a alleyway
If he come I'm takin' his perkies
Too much fine shit want me bad
But you know I ain't buyin' no Birkins
Stopped at the corner let the lil' boy out, he look nervous
He can't come when we purgin'
She say, "Why you always smilin'?"
I don't even know, I be worriless
Look at my head, you can tell I ain't lyin'
Five o'clock in the morning, we still ridin' 'round
And we gon' be outside
But I ain't even gon' cap, I don't give no fuck
Me, lil' gang, sleep inside the car lot, hotbox all the trucks
Put you on a lick, check the repo lot, clear it out
Better not come to my hood sellin' za'
We gon' chase you out
Got a twenty on him, bump down on him, take his PPP
Run to the hood, flex a nigga b-roll
Lil' gang them say he hit the lottery
It don't even mean that much, I don't even give a fuck for real
Why the fuck this bitch tryna lie to me?
Tryna look tough, nigga really look pie to me
Take some shit down nigga know ain't no findin' me
Nigga know lil' Lazer keep fye wit' me, fuck
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