[Chorus]
Ha, he really thought it was safe
Glock is the dog cause that shit gonna bite at you that shit gonna bite off your face
Know that we ready to shoot and we ready to let that shit spray like this shit was mace
Breathin' out fire when I get on mics already know that I’m making fire like a mage, bitch
[Verse]
Give a fuck about a ten nigga I don't care
I ain't finna break bread off I ain’t finna share
Know you ain't finna step to me you won't dare
Ain't nobody gonna rock shit the way I wear
Told the boy sit down think his ass need a chair
That boy get clipped like a damn clipped bird
Lead the boy like he wood to the damn chipper
All of my bro know what we finna do when we move in the night when we [upping the torch?]
You wanna talk about me but I don't give a fuck cause I'm skirting off up in the Porsche
I'm in the Hellcat, that demon I'm up but that motherfucker know that that shit [?] a horse
That nigga sayin’ he hard but we pulled up on him and he beg for his life on all fours
I take my shirt off and bitches they fall in the trenches one night on the stage up on tour
He said that he makin’ money he said that he scamming but that nigga can't open Tor
I’m finna make me a milli' and make me a billi' you finna see me up on Forbes
Shot at the opps and that bullet went right through his neck all the sudden he talkin' like Corpse
Husband, she wanna fuck I know she love it
Me I don’t make no choice [?]
I don't care never listen I'm stubborn
Some niggas faker than fucking McLovin
I'm overseas bitch I might go to Dublin
My money stackin' I know that it doublin'
My money stackin' I know that it doublin'
I'm finna run in his crib like a motherfucking serial killer like a killer clown
Thinkin' that he not a target but we finna find him, we huntin' that lil' nigga down
[?] know that we finna shoot at that lil' boy with a round
[Almost 10am?] in Miami and we sold out a lil' show like we did rolling loud
Ha, he really thought it was safe
Glock is the dog cause that shit gonna bite at you that shit gonna bite off your face
Know that we ready to shoot and we ready to let that shit spray like this shit was mace
Breathin' out fire when I get on mics already know that I’m making fire like a mage, bitch
[Verse]
Give a fuck about a ten nigga I don't care
I ain't finna break bread off I ain’t finna share
Know you ain't finna step to me you won't dare
Ain't nobody gonna rock shit the way I wear
Told the boy sit down think his ass need a chair
That boy get clipped like a damn clipped bird
Lead the boy like he wood to the damn chipper
All of my bro know what we finna do when we move in the night when we [upping the torch?]
You wanna talk about me but I don't give a fuck cause I'm skirting off up in the Porsche
I'm in the Hellcat, that demon I'm up but that motherfucker know that that shit [?] a horse
That nigga sayin’ he hard but we pulled up on him and he beg for his life on all fours
I take my shirt off and bitches they fall in the trenches one night on the stage up on tour
He said that he makin’ money he said that he scamming but that nigga can't open Tor
I’m finna make me a milli' and make me a billi' you finna see me up on Forbes
Shot at the opps and that bullet went right through his neck all the sudden he talkin' like Corpse
Husband, she wanna fuck I know she love it
Me I don’t make no choice [?]
I don't care never listen I'm stubborn
Some niggas faker than fucking McLovin
I'm overseas bitch I might go to Dublin
My money stackin' I know that it doublin'
My money stackin' I know that it doublin'
I'm finna run in his crib like a motherfucking serial killer like a killer clown
Thinkin' that he not a target but we finna find him, we huntin' that lil' nigga down
[?] know that we finna shoot at that lil' boy with a round
[Almost 10am?] in Miami and we sold out a lil' show like we did rolling loud
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