[Intro]
(M16)
Skrrt, skrrt
You can tell how it come on, I'm finna preach to you
(Johnny Shipes)
That motherfucker so hard, you hear the violins, the pianos
Shit might get too gangster for a church, though, uh
[Verse 1]
If we talkin' paper and some P's, then I got some
If you catch him saying somethin' I said, then that my song
Told lil' bitch she can't be all in my business, she ain't got one
If it's a Draco, AR, carbine, Glock, then I done shot one
This shit crazy, I remember I was just broke and couldn't re-up on weed
Now you probably think I'm with QC how I ride 'round with P's
That bitch ain't used to look my way, I got her on her knees
Man, it got me cocky on these bitches, that ho out my league
Plug send me bags and I punch 'em, I feel like Ali
Ain't have twenty dollars, now I stuff a twenty in my jeans
On a paper route, I keep that Glock, the car ain't got no key
You know Yay be clean, I'm a king, but I drip McQueen
[Interlude]
I remember I used to fall asleep in church
My grandma used to slap the hell out my ass
I see why, though
'Cause when somebody talkin' to you, you 'posed to listen to everything that they sayin'
Especially when a nigga like me talkin', you feel me? (Hell yeah)
Uh (What you say?)
(M16)
Skrrt, skrrt
You can tell how it come on, I'm finna preach to you
(Johnny Shipes)
That motherfucker so hard, you hear the violins, the pianos
Shit might get too gangster for a church, though, uh
[Verse 1]
If we talkin' paper and some P's, then I got some
If you catch him saying somethin' I said, then that my song
Told lil' bitch she can't be all in my business, she ain't got one
If it's a Draco, AR, carbine, Glock, then I done shot one
This shit crazy, I remember I was just broke and couldn't re-up on weed
Now you probably think I'm with QC how I ride 'round with P's
That bitch ain't used to look my way, I got her on her knees
Man, it got me cocky on these bitches, that ho out my league
Plug send me bags and I punch 'em, I feel like Ali
Ain't have twenty dollars, now I stuff a twenty in my jeans
On a paper route, I keep that Glock, the car ain't got no key
You know Yay be clean, I'm a king, but I drip McQueen
[Interlude]
I remember I used to fall asleep in church
My grandma used to slap the hell out my ass
I see why, though
'Cause when somebody talkin' to you, you 'posed to listen to everything that they sayin'
Especially when a nigga like me talkin', you feel me? (Hell yeah)
Uh (What you say?)
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