[Chorus: M Row]
Like ([?])
Manuever outside, it's just me and my stepper
Bullets like pepper, more hot than my temper
25 times 2, 50 shots all together
Shit feel like we both was just flocking forever
Thinking I'm bluffing, nigga, never
Had his hand in his pocket and ran, I was clever
Lil [?] got shot from his neck up
Shit went through his brain, that boy needed a checkup (M Row)
[Verse: M Row, Drako B]
Bike, foot, V, I don't care how we travel, somebody getting fessed up
Had a hard time adjusting my ski, like, I had to tie all my dreads up
In thе whip on a spree, had to turn up the speed, calling my opper just to give hеr a heads up
Baby, please, stay in your crib, I'll be up in a few when I'm bringing my friends up
Tell me the verdict, what's the gimmick
Nigga threw 10, so you know Ima double it
His mans in the way, not minding his business
I threw shots, nigga ducking it
I was flocking with anger, ain't stop till its finished
He ain't throw back nothing, nigga chucking it
They know my stance by the way of my pivot
Pass me the ball on court and I'm dubbing it
Nigga thought he was crazy, I start upping it
Compact 40, shit came with the rubber grip
They know my body, I stay on some other shit
If they want the smoke, I'm yelling what's up with it
Ten toes down, to the floor, and, I'll put a nigga right under it
In love with that money, that paper, I'm touching it
Not one of them niggas that yall should be fucking with
Push one button and I'll get whoever hit
Word to my mother, my opps is soft
Been on a couple of missions where I got to clicking and these niggas really took off
I know that life is a gamble, you win or you lose, but we is not taking no loss
And I know this gang banging shit look cool, but half of you niggas don't know what it cost
Not hitting no innocents, yall know we be spinning shit
Started throwing first cause I saw he was fidgeting
All I need is my ski and my gloves, pass me my shades and I promise Ima get rid of him
Word to bro, I'm getting sick of it
Trigger happy with Jackie, I really love clicking it
When I hop in that ride, don't ask who to drive, cause I'm trying to make sure that them bullets is hitting him
[Chorus: M Row, Drako B]
Manuever outside, it's just me and my stepper
Bullets like pepper, more hot than my temper
25 times 2, 50 shots all together
Shit feel like we both was just flocking forever
Thinking I'm bluffing, nigga, never
Had his hand in his pocket and ran, I was clever
Lil [?] got shot from his neck up
Shit went through his brain, that boy needed a checkup
Nigga thought he was crazy, I start upping it
Compact 40, shit came with the rubber grip
They know my body, I stay on some other shit
If they want the smoke, I'm yelling what's up with it
Ten toes down, to the floor, and, I'll put a nigga right under it
In love with that money, that paper, I'm touching it
Not one of them niggas that yall should be fucking with
Like ([?])
Manuever outside, it's just me and my stepper
Bullets like pepper, more hot than my temper
25 times 2, 50 shots all together
Shit feel like we both was just flocking forever
Thinking I'm bluffing, nigga, never
Had his hand in his pocket and ran, I was clever
Lil [?] got shot from his neck up
Shit went through his brain, that boy needed a checkup (M Row)
[Verse: M Row, Drako B]
Bike, foot, V, I don't care how we travel, somebody getting fessed up
Had a hard time adjusting my ski, like, I had to tie all my dreads up
In thе whip on a spree, had to turn up the speed, calling my opper just to give hеr a heads up
Baby, please, stay in your crib, I'll be up in a few when I'm bringing my friends up
Tell me the verdict, what's the gimmick
Nigga threw 10, so you know Ima double it
His mans in the way, not minding his business
I threw shots, nigga ducking it
I was flocking with anger, ain't stop till its finished
He ain't throw back nothing, nigga chucking it
They know my stance by the way of my pivot
Pass me the ball on court and I'm dubbing it
Nigga thought he was crazy, I start upping it
Compact 40, shit came with the rubber grip
They know my body, I stay on some other shit
If they want the smoke, I'm yelling what's up with it
Ten toes down, to the floor, and, I'll put a nigga right under it
In love with that money, that paper, I'm touching it
Not one of them niggas that yall should be fucking with
Push one button and I'll get whoever hit
Word to my mother, my opps is soft
Been on a couple of missions where I got to clicking and these niggas really took off
I know that life is a gamble, you win or you lose, but we is not taking no loss
And I know this gang banging shit look cool, but half of you niggas don't know what it cost
Not hitting no innocents, yall know we be spinning shit
Started throwing first cause I saw he was fidgeting
All I need is my ski and my gloves, pass me my shades and I promise Ima get rid of him
Word to bro, I'm getting sick of it
Trigger happy with Jackie, I really love clicking it
When I hop in that ride, don't ask who to drive, cause I'm trying to make sure that them bullets is hitting him
[Chorus: M Row, Drako B]
Manuever outside, it's just me and my stepper
Bullets like pepper, more hot than my temper
25 times 2, 50 shots all together
Shit feel like we both was just flocking forever
Thinking I'm bluffing, nigga, never
Had his hand in his pocket and ran, I was clever
Lil [?] got shot from his neck up
Shit went through his brain, that boy needed a checkup
Nigga thought he was crazy, I start upping it
Compact 40, shit came with the rubber grip
They know my body, I stay on some other shit
If they want the smoke, I'm yelling what's up with it
Ten toes down, to the floor, and, I'll put a nigga right under it
In love with that money, that paper, I'm touching it
Not one of them niggas that yall should be fucking with
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