[Intro]
(Preciate prime two months, Trav)
(Clarity)
(Aye, Nxxre)
[Verse 1: Jay Hound & Tata]
Not for nothin', nobody fuckin' wit' me, I go dumb
I know a nigga got shot in the back of his—
And he took that shot on the jump
I'm tryna speak, listen up
Got the rollie outside with his gun
I'm tryna up it, flick it, make 'em run
Found me a G, I started going nuts (Like, like)
Brodie a pro like he play overseas
I'm on court like I play for the league
I started flickin', 'ootin' like I'm Steve
Bro, watch out, I'm tryna make him bleed
I got money, we out to eat
I spend 1100 on these jeans
I know a nigga, he got a couple of hunnids
And still be movin' like a fiend
I'm on bad time, we over east
I'm on 7th, lookin' for Sleeze
Threw at a nigga
I had 'em tappin' his body like he was lookin' for his keys
Troopin' on feet, we was spinnin' through 8th
Who I'm wit? I was spinnin' with bae
Knock so big, I cannot talk
Cause the .48, it keep tryna fall off my waist
.32 wasn't leavin' no trace
Makin' money, started movin' like Ace
Lil bro on the drill, throw it over the gate
They can't kick on the door, got the knock in the safe (41 Shots to the Head) (Grah)
(Preciate prime two months, Trav)
(Clarity)
(Aye, Nxxre)
[Verse 1: Jay Hound & Tata]
Not for nothin', nobody fuckin' wit' me, I go dumb
I know a nigga got shot in the back of his—
And he took that shot on the jump
I'm tryna speak, listen up
Got the rollie outside with his gun
I'm tryna up it, flick it, make 'em run
Found me a G, I started going nuts (Like, like)
Brodie a pro like he play overseas
I'm on court like I play for the league
I started flickin', 'ootin' like I'm Steve
Bro, watch out, I'm tryna make him bleed
I got money, we out to eat
I spend 1100 on these jeans
I know a nigga, he got a couple of hunnids
And still be movin' like a fiend
I'm on bad time, we over east
I'm on 7th, lookin' for Sleeze
Threw at a nigga
I had 'em tappin' his body like he was lookin' for his keys
Troopin' on feet, we was spinnin' through 8th
Who I'm wit? I was spinnin' with bae
Knock so big, I cannot talk
Cause the .48, it keep tryna fall off my waist
.32 wasn't leavin' no trace
Makin' money, started movin' like Ace
Lil bro on the drill, throw it over the gate
They can't kick on the door, got the knock in the safe (41 Shots to the Head) (Grah)
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