Death B4 Dishonor OT7 Quanny

[Verse 1]
I don't know about these niggas but you know I chase a bag or two
You had turnt your back on me, you know that I'm still mad at you
Niggas try to come back 'round and dickride like they believed in you
Look at how I'm drippin', yellow Pradas on like Pikachu
Tell a nigga, "No", one time and watch how he turn selfish on you
I don't even feel bad when he got shot, should've kept it on him
Yeah, I'm hearing voices like—
Uhh-mm, hearing voices like, "Get in your bag, mmm"
I'm hearing voices like, "Get in your bag, you know that you could win"
When I shoot, I shoot the rim, yeah, when I shoot, I'm shootin' him
We givin' smoke likе, mm-mm-mm-mmm

[Verse 2]
Hearing voices like, "Gеt in your bag, yeah, OT, you know you could win"
When I shoot, I shoot the rim, yeah, when I shoot, I'm shootin' him
We givin' smoke like hookah pens, you can't get out once you get in
Redrum, it's you or them, yeah, redrum, it's you—
Spin that block, that's one hit—
Spin that block, that's one hit, what happened to that tough shit?
Pull up in that orange lambchop, I call it sunkiss
Tap in, what's your budget?
You want a verse? That's fifty hunnids
You know I got plenty money
One day, yeah, that Bentley comin'
Niggas out here hatin', mm, mm-mm-mm
Niggas out here hatin' on me like I wasn't supposed to win
I thought you was a gangster, why you let them niggas hoe you then?
Death before dishonor, that's some shit my dad taught me
If you know you gon' do it again then don't say sorry
Yeah, this street shit washed up, I don't even know what to call it
Bitches ain't gon' never tell you know in that ferrari