[Intro]
I wish I had some pop, like pourin' up some drank or somethin' (Pourin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bankroll (Cutta, we rich)
[Chorus]
Sipping codeine, got a nigga on lean (I'm leanin')
Became a fiend, I hope I don't OD (OD, yeah)
Yeah, they know who I am, but nigga, you don't know me (Nigga, you don't know me)
Oh, so you 'bout it? Yeah, you gon' have to show me (Yeah, you gon' have to show me)
Know these niggas lying, man, I know these niggas acting (These niggas acting)
Know some niggas slidin', but I know these niggas capping (These niggas capping)
You know you play with mine, we gon' press play like it's action (Yeah, I'm pressin' play)
Somebody gon' be dying, man, this shit here gon' get tragic (This shit get tragic)
[Verse]
Choppa bullets flying (Fah, fah), niggas laying in the cut, yeah (Fah-fah, fah-fah)
Police, ambulance, they gon' have to pick him up, yeah (Pick him up)
Hit him in the stomach, gave that boy a tummy tuck (A tummy tuck)
Ayy, when the switches hit your block, you know you cannot duck, yeah (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
How the fuck you beefing, nigga, and ain't nobody died yet? (How?)
How are you a stepper, bruh, and ain't nobody slide? (Say what?)
Everybody killers, well, I guess somebody lying (Somebody lying)
'Cause every time somebody play with us, somebody died (They put him up)
Ayy, nigga, we don't play that, we gon' pull up where you stay at (Where you stay at)
Huh, put them glizzies up and say, "Lil Bro, ayy, where that K at?" (Ayy, where my Drac')
You say you got a problem like a blunt, but we gon' face that (Phew)
Spent twenty on the lawyer, we gon' make him close that (It's a closed case)
Say, why you niggas acting killer, knowing you ain't like that? (Why y'all capping?)
Pussy spinned my block, you better know we spinned it right back (We spent around)
Sippin' on this lean, I got this choppa, where my lap at? (I'm drinkin' Trist)
Hit a nigga block, a hundred shots, and they ain't clap back (Boom, boom, boom-boom)
I wish I had some pop, like pourin' up some drank or somethin' (Pourin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bankroll (Cutta, we rich)
[Chorus]
Sipping codeine, got a nigga on lean (I'm leanin')
Became a fiend, I hope I don't OD (OD, yeah)
Yeah, they know who I am, but nigga, you don't know me (Nigga, you don't know me)
Oh, so you 'bout it? Yeah, you gon' have to show me (Yeah, you gon' have to show me)
Know these niggas lying, man, I know these niggas acting (These niggas acting)
Know some niggas slidin', but I know these niggas capping (These niggas capping)
You know you play with mine, we gon' press play like it's action (Yeah, I'm pressin' play)
Somebody gon' be dying, man, this shit here gon' get tragic (This shit get tragic)
[Verse]
Choppa bullets flying (Fah, fah), niggas laying in the cut, yeah (Fah-fah, fah-fah)
Police, ambulance, they gon' have to pick him up, yeah (Pick him up)
Hit him in the stomach, gave that boy a tummy tuck (A tummy tuck)
Ayy, when the switches hit your block, you know you cannot duck, yeah (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
How the fuck you beefing, nigga, and ain't nobody died yet? (How?)
How are you a stepper, bruh, and ain't nobody slide? (Say what?)
Everybody killers, well, I guess somebody lying (Somebody lying)
'Cause every time somebody play with us, somebody died (They put him up)
Ayy, nigga, we don't play that, we gon' pull up where you stay at (Where you stay at)
Huh, put them glizzies up and say, "Lil Bro, ayy, where that K at?" (Ayy, where my Drac')
You say you got a problem like a blunt, but we gon' face that (Phew)
Spent twenty on the lawyer, we gon' make him close that (It's a closed case)
Say, why you niggas acting killer, knowing you ain't like that? (Why y'all capping?)
Pussy spinned my block, you better know we spinned it right back (We spent around)
Sippin' on this lean, I got this choppa, where my lap at? (I'm drinkin' Trist)
Hit a nigga block, a hundred shots, and they ain't clap back (Boom, boom, boom-boom)
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