[Intro]
Fuck, shit
[Verse]
I ain’t regular off these drugs, I do a sticky bag
Fuck nigga try to run down on me he get rocked
(Roc this shit out, Hari)
Nigga’ll end up whacked
40 cal, know it’s gon’ clap back
Fast ain’t goin’ for that
I might pull out this
Lil’ boy get hit with that
Any truck I get in shit be rented
Shit be fuckin’ tinted
Told lil’ buddy to touch some money
Lil’ buddy steady spinnin’
Can’t shoot back when they get me started
Gotta wait ‘til I finish
7000 spinned the whole car
We done parked the whip
I done touched a couple racks
These zaza zips get flipped
Anybody talkin’ ‘bout they opposition
They know they end up killеd
Pussy boy won’t flex the cap b-roll
Get that shit outtе here, we-
I’m in the slums wit’ rocket
The draco shoot out rockets
I ain’t holdin’ in no smoke
They know 7000 pop it
I drive the whip like stolo
I drive the whip so fast
Find a trapstar down bad
Run down take his cash
12 been on our block hot just like we movin’ bags
Better not let the glizzy spark
I got aim like darts
Want me killed?
Catch me in the dark, we can make it spark
I got fye, draw down on me now
57 gon’ slide
I’m outside, I don’t do no hidin’
You brazy then walk down
Tryna bite the drip, 300 for my spliffs
Nigga don’t wanna shoot they fye
They wanna talk it out
Tell my oppas put they guns down
And we can chalk it out
I got hands, scammin’ hard got bands
Shoot shit up with twin
Niggas know we gon’ fuckin’ spin
I really don’t need lil’ twin ‘cause I’ma step
Run down on him now
Take his hatch from under his belt
We ain’t got nun’ but zaza left
I don’t even trap, the trappers know me
Worryin’ ‘bout what I just sold to my play
These niggas act like police
Went and took out 500 dubs
My b-roll do no folding
Went and put on different gear
Now all these bitches know me
Can’t get jammed up in the whip
‘Cause all these trips be stolen
Youngest top villan with this money
I been takin’ motion
Go into the happy mart
Get a Faygo, mix this shit wit’ potion
Draw down, think you dominant on lil’ Fast
30 steady pokin’
Who the fuck told y’all stop wearin’ masks?
Niggas movin’ bogus
I’m 56, you can ask ‘bout me
I dump my stick fasho
They done booked me somewhere else
I got my blick fasho
Tryna get yo’ camera lit
Put me on video
Fuck boy didn’t even know it was me
I got on all black
Ran down on him, take his Gucci purse
Where the fuck yo’ cash?
Foreign bitch, she want nigga pass
I’m like “hell, gimme cash”
Free 7000 ‘til they free
Wake up put these drugs in me
I’m the one get these guns for free
Brought like 2 3 guns wit’ me
Show 7000 to the lean
When I draw down to yo’ city
In a dead end know shit get wicked
Lil’ buddy steppin’, his mind twisted
I was downtown wit’ a 50
Put this gear on now I’m drippin’
Pop these pillys now I’m trippin’
Fuck boy know that shit was cap
Fuck, shit
[Verse]
I ain’t regular off these drugs, I do a sticky bag
Fuck nigga try to run down on me he get rocked
(Roc this shit out, Hari)
Nigga’ll end up whacked
40 cal, know it’s gon’ clap back
Fast ain’t goin’ for that
I might pull out this
Lil’ boy get hit with that
Any truck I get in shit be rented
Shit be fuckin’ tinted
Told lil’ buddy to touch some money
Lil’ buddy steady spinnin’
Can’t shoot back when they get me started
Gotta wait ‘til I finish
7000 spinned the whole car
We done parked the whip
I done touched a couple racks
These zaza zips get flipped
Anybody talkin’ ‘bout they opposition
They know they end up killеd
Pussy boy won’t flex the cap b-roll
Get that shit outtе here, we-
I’m in the slums wit’ rocket
The draco shoot out rockets
I ain’t holdin’ in no smoke
They know 7000 pop it
I drive the whip like stolo
I drive the whip so fast
Find a trapstar down bad
Run down take his cash
12 been on our block hot just like we movin’ bags
Better not let the glizzy spark
I got aim like darts
Want me killed?
Catch me in the dark, we can make it spark
I got fye, draw down on me now
57 gon’ slide
I’m outside, I don’t do no hidin’
You brazy then walk down
Tryna bite the drip, 300 for my spliffs
Nigga don’t wanna shoot they fye
They wanna talk it out
Tell my oppas put they guns down
And we can chalk it out
I got hands, scammin’ hard got bands
Shoot shit up with twin
Niggas know we gon’ fuckin’ spin
I really don’t need lil’ twin ‘cause I’ma step
Run down on him now
Take his hatch from under his belt
We ain’t got nun’ but zaza left
I don’t even trap, the trappers know me
Worryin’ ‘bout what I just sold to my play
These niggas act like police
Went and took out 500 dubs
My b-roll do no folding
Went and put on different gear
Now all these bitches know me
Can’t get jammed up in the whip
‘Cause all these trips be stolen
Youngest top villan with this money
I been takin’ motion
Go into the happy mart
Get a Faygo, mix this shit wit’ potion
Draw down, think you dominant on lil’ Fast
30 steady pokin’
Who the fuck told y’all stop wearin’ masks?
Niggas movin’ bogus
I’m 56, you can ask ‘bout me
I dump my stick fasho
They done booked me somewhere else
I got my blick fasho
Tryna get yo’ camera lit
Put me on video
Fuck boy didn’t even know it was me
I got on all black
Ran down on him, take his Gucci purse
Where the fuck yo’ cash?
Foreign bitch, she want nigga pass
I’m like “hell, gimme cash”
Free 7000 ‘til they free
Wake up put these drugs in me
I’m the one get these guns for free
Brought like 2 3 guns wit’ me
Show 7000 to the lean
When I draw down to yo’ city
In a dead end know shit get wicked
Lil’ buddy steppin’, his mind twisted
I was downtown wit’ a 50
Put this gear on now I’m drippin’
Pop these pillys now I’m trippin’
Fuck boy know that shit was cap
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