[Verse 1]
Scrape the corner, buy a Rover
Crack inside my grandma's sofa
Sunday, family coming over
Move the crack behind the toaster
Carry pistols with no holsters
Trying not to be a poster
You was listening to your coaches
I was listening to the vultures
And I slept with rats and roaches
That's why I don't smoke no roaches
Niggas tryna knock my focus
Wonder why I'm sippin' potion
We happy, dawg, but we ain't joking
Big bullets, we ain't poking
In that pussy, slow motion
Nigga, ain't none of my songs wrote
[Chorus]
I'm thinking to myself, you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
Dog-ass bitch, I knew I never should've trust you
[Verse 2]
Ho, stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming, "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
Fuck the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter
Snakes plotting on my downfall, I can hear 'em rattle
(That fuck nigga gon' flop, man, 21 ain't even no real nigga, fuck that nigga)
We sticking to the G code, nigga, we ain't beefin' over freak ho's
I hit her on the D low, yeah, she like my steelo
That nigga think that he a bully, do him like Craig did Deebo
30-round hangin' out the big Glock
Nigga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops
You a lil' kid and I'm a big dog
Nigga, when we pullin' up the sticks out
Too much money got 'em pissed off
Nigga, I'ma pull up at your bitch house
Fuck a niggas bitch to get a kick out it
Nigga pop percs, gon' get a kick out it
Drinking on syrup with my dick out
Glock 17 with the dick out
Scrape the corner, buy a Rover
Crack inside my grandma's sofa
Sunday, family coming over
Move the crack behind the toaster
Carry pistols with no holsters
Trying not to be a poster
You was listening to your coaches
I was listening to the vultures
And I slept with rats and roaches
That's why I don't smoke no roaches
Niggas tryna knock my focus
Wonder why I'm sippin' potion
We happy, dawg, but we ain't joking
Big bullets, we ain't poking
In that pussy, slow motion
Nigga, ain't none of my songs wrote
[Chorus]
I'm thinking to myself, you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
Dog-ass bitch, I knew I never should've trust you
[Verse 2]
Ho, stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming, "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
Fuck the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter
Snakes plotting on my downfall, I can hear 'em rattle
(That fuck nigga gon' flop, man, 21 ain't even no real nigga, fuck that nigga)
We sticking to the G code, nigga, we ain't beefin' over freak ho's
I hit her on the D low, yeah, she like my steelo
That nigga think that he a bully, do him like Craig did Deebo
30-round hangin' out the big Glock
Nigga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops
You a lil' kid and I'm a big dog
Nigga, when we pullin' up the sticks out
Too much money got 'em pissed off
Nigga, I'ma pull up at your bitch house
Fuck a niggas bitch to get a kick out it
Nigga pop percs, gon' get a kick out it
Drinking on syrup with my dick out
Glock 17 with the dick out
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