[Verse 1]
I'm ready to be messed with
Cause the streets like the clinic
The hardest niggas should always get tested
'Bout to make a silhouette, and that fire
Have you touchin' like you lookin' for that lighter for your cigarette
.45 or I'ma hit 'em with the pump
Got a rapper, I'm 'bout to put him in the trunk
Tryna slam the door, he won't fit, I should've bought a Jeep
Maybe if I take off his shoes I can tuck his feet
Yeah it's gettin' kinda scary now
Chasin' these racks 'til they whole like Jerry now
Couple niggas in the club play stare me down
Ten racks, no talk, them niggas buried now
[Verse 2]
Atlantic nervous, tick tock on the watch
Career was hangin' by a thread, then it popped
Pop, I dropped "Coco," now I'm on top
Of the mountain, it makes sense when you move rock
Couple of A&Rs hated, but that ain't work
All this bullshit cause niggas ain't sign me first
So hell nah, I don't trust these niggas
And Game gave a nigga game, told me, "Fuck these niggas"
Underdog on the west, now I got fame
I must've had a dirty diaper cause that shit changed
I couldn't get a feature on my song
Now it's "Hey yo, hey bro," leave me alone
Smokin' all by myself, ridin' in that Caddy
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma kill my ex bitch's baby daddy
I'm on some bullshit so I don't like comments
Cause murder season, bloody water in my conscience
I'm ready to be messed with
Cause the streets like the clinic
The hardest niggas should always get tested
'Bout to make a silhouette, and that fire
Have you touchin' like you lookin' for that lighter for your cigarette
.45 or I'ma hit 'em with the pump
Got a rapper, I'm 'bout to put him in the trunk
Tryna slam the door, he won't fit, I should've bought a Jeep
Maybe if I take off his shoes I can tuck his feet
Yeah it's gettin' kinda scary now
Chasin' these racks 'til they whole like Jerry now
Couple niggas in the club play stare me down
Ten racks, no talk, them niggas buried now
[Verse 2]
Atlantic nervous, tick tock on the watch
Career was hangin' by a thread, then it popped
Pop, I dropped "Coco," now I'm on top
Of the mountain, it makes sense when you move rock
Couple of A&Rs hated, but that ain't work
All this bullshit cause niggas ain't sign me first
So hell nah, I don't trust these niggas
And Game gave a nigga game, told me, "Fuck these niggas"
Underdog on the west, now I got fame
I must've had a dirty diaper cause that shit changed
I couldn't get a feature on my song
Now it's "Hey yo, hey bro," leave me alone
Smokin' all by myself, ridin' in that Caddy
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma kill my ex bitch's baby daddy
I'm on some bullshit so I don't like comments
Cause murder season, bloody water in my conscience
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