[Verse 1: Billy Danze]
Glocks with the aftermarket clip in it
On instagram hollerin' how you got hollow-tips in it
When shit hit the fan and niggas clipped ya man
You got in the van. You ran
You an expert at making the wheels spin
You only gangster in front of the building
A nigga pulled up wieldin'
Dual automatics you faggots got in ya' feelings
Too many killers, the bodies ain't adding up
Get lit and get cooled off, your crew's soft
Don't be the one to get your snapback moved off
Like "Brownsville" as I cruise off
I'll benchpress one of you niggas
I ain't gon' hold you up, I'll fold you up
A thousand deaths, choose one, it's a soldier's luck
Cadillac, that old deluxe
[Chorus]
You scared to be yourself in front of people
This is all about your ego
(You ain't gon' do shit)
(You ain't gon' do shit)
You out here in these streets
You tryna show that you a beast
(You ain't gon' do shit)
(You ain't gon' do shit)
Glocks with the aftermarket clip in it
On instagram hollerin' how you got hollow-tips in it
When shit hit the fan and niggas clipped ya man
You got in the van. You ran
You an expert at making the wheels spin
You only gangster in front of the building
A nigga pulled up wieldin'
Dual automatics you faggots got in ya' feelings
Too many killers, the bodies ain't adding up
Get lit and get cooled off, your crew's soft
Don't be the one to get your snapback moved off
Like "Brownsville" as I cruise off
I'll benchpress one of you niggas
I ain't gon' hold you up, I'll fold you up
A thousand deaths, choose one, it's a soldier's luck
Cadillac, that old deluxe
[Chorus]
You scared to be yourself in front of people
This is all about your ego
(You ain't gon' do shit)
(You ain't gon' do shit)
You out here in these streets
You tryna show that you a beast
(You ain't gon' do shit)
(You ain't gon' do shit)
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