[Intro]
Yeah
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
[Verse]
We masked up goin' on a mission, we just playin' Sade
Fucked up, I seen my first killin', I had school on Friday (Yeah)
Told my bitch she gon' come with me, we gon' do this my way (Yeah)
First, I'ma park this big-ass Bentley in my new bitch driveway (Yeah)
Then I'ma spark this big-ass Philly, then smoke 'til I'm sideways (Yeah)
I don't know who told you crime don't pay, lil' ass nigga, crime pays (Yeah)
I was just bustin' the box of the bullets
Tell the opps, "Live your life to the fullest"
Ayy, when I catch 'em, they know I'ma pull it
Aim at your beanie, skully
I treat a bitch like a fish, gut it
I treat my gun and my clips like Buddies (Uh)
You don't like it, but your bitch might love
Nigga, my stick my bitch, my cuddy, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Brick by brick by brick, I built it
And this shit came my way, I killed it
Yeah, nigga, on God I killed it, six feet shit
Still tryna figure out what KeKe meant, and that's why I don't fuck with that bitch
Ain't no point in tryna duck that switch
Hollow point get to a low point, then I empty out the whole clip
I never picked a side off rip 'cause I don't condone no beef 'bout bitches
Told her, "Whatever I do my business"
Know how I was steppin' on shit 'bout business, yeah
Sorry for the wait, I still got weight, I ain't talkin' 'bout fitness, yeah
Put him on a plate, then he get ate 'til everybody finished, uh
I still pop out, Grimace
Nut on her face, that's blemish, uh
Beat my case, my image
Nigga, I don't give no fucks 'bout image
I tote my gun, it's with me, uh
I just moved off my pivot
Shoot out the window, Bendo hit it
He got Perc's with the fento in it
I got Perc's that the doctor 'scripted
These niggas actors, whole life scripted
These niggas backwards, act like bitches
Can't say faggots, gay might get me
I was outside, had trey-five-seven
I don't know how I got face card credit
I was just takin' shit, niggas indebted
Me and the plug still talkin' 'bout fetty
I was in the car, go 'bout one seventy
Bitch had too many problems, I left it
Bitch got brain like school, I kept it
Listenin' to my lil' son voice message
I reply back to him a text message
I was slidin' back over through Chester
Can't get back in once I exit (Nah, nah)
We was still winnin', zero effort
Yeah
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
[Verse]
We masked up goin' on a mission, we just playin' Sade
Fucked up, I seen my first killin', I had school on Friday (Yeah)
Told my bitch she gon' come with me, we gon' do this my way (Yeah)
First, I'ma park this big-ass Bentley in my new bitch driveway (Yeah)
Then I'ma spark this big-ass Philly, then smoke 'til I'm sideways (Yeah)
I don't know who told you crime don't pay, lil' ass nigga, crime pays (Yeah)
I was just bustin' the box of the bullets
Tell the opps, "Live your life to the fullest"
Ayy, when I catch 'em, they know I'ma pull it
Aim at your beanie, skully
I treat a bitch like a fish, gut it
I treat my gun and my clips like Buddies (Uh)
You don't like it, but your bitch might love
Nigga, my stick my bitch, my cuddy, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Brick by brick by brick, I built it
And this shit came my way, I killed it
Yeah, nigga, on God I killed it, six feet shit
Still tryna figure out what KeKe meant, and that's why I don't fuck with that bitch
Ain't no point in tryna duck that switch
Hollow point get to a low point, then I empty out the whole clip
I never picked a side off rip 'cause I don't condone no beef 'bout bitches
Told her, "Whatever I do my business"
Know how I was steppin' on shit 'bout business, yeah
Sorry for the wait, I still got weight, I ain't talkin' 'bout fitness, yeah
Put him on a plate, then he get ate 'til everybody finished, uh
I still pop out, Grimace
Nut on her face, that's blemish, uh
Beat my case, my image
Nigga, I don't give no fucks 'bout image
I tote my gun, it's with me, uh
I just moved off my pivot
Shoot out the window, Bendo hit it
He got Perc's with the fento in it
I got Perc's that the doctor 'scripted
These niggas actors, whole life scripted
These niggas backwards, act like bitches
Can't say faggots, gay might get me
I was outside, had trey-five-seven
I don't know how I got face card credit
I was just takin' shit, niggas indebted
Me and the plug still talkin' 'bout fetty
I was in the car, go 'bout one seventy
Bitch had too many problems, I left it
Bitch got brain like school, I kept it
Listenin' to my lil' son voice message
I reply back to him a text message
I was slidin' back over through Chester
Can't get back in once I exit (Nah, nah)
We was still winnin', zero effort
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