[Intro]
(Skeeo, you crazy)
[Chorus]
This pack got contact, that's another, he on his way up
The whole house just smellin' like rubber, but we ain't burnt nothin'
On the phone with Ten, I'm playin' with that blender, say he just spunt somethin'
He did half of ten, but still he all in, he say he ain't learnt nothin'
[Verse 1]
But how to hold his own, up long nights and wait around for nobody
Them niggas stepped on your partner, that's your body
And I be totin' dirty cutters, same yard grandpa told me don't go out it
Go to jail, here come the news, they make a show 'bout it
How it gettin'? Dirty than a motherfucker
Better stay up out my way, nigga
Bitch, you better have a banger, see that gang, nigga
Aston Martin lane switching
Too turnt up for lame bitches
Kill a bitch the main mission
They act the same, I came different
Old school, call it big four-wheeler
On my side, I keep a Glock to pop at those niggas
His nigga still poppin' dots and he got M&Ms
Riding stolo, this bitch hot and filled with dirty steel
Somebody might get murdered still
Bitch, you know that I got plenty money still
Youngins ready for the kill
38, I run it still
Said fuck 'em and I mean it still
Lil' shorty wanna fuck for real
They wanna put up my career
My vision see one hundred mill', I'm on it still
(Skeeo, you crazy)
[Chorus]
This pack got contact, that's another, he on his way up
The whole house just smellin' like rubber, but we ain't burnt nothin'
On the phone with Ten, I'm playin' with that blender, say he just spunt somethin'
He did half of ten, but still he all in, he say he ain't learnt nothin'
[Verse 1]
But how to hold his own, up long nights and wait around for nobody
Them niggas stepped on your partner, that's your body
And I be totin' dirty cutters, same yard grandpa told me don't go out it
Go to jail, here come the news, they make a show 'bout it
How it gettin'? Dirty than a motherfucker
Better stay up out my way, nigga
Bitch, you better have a banger, see that gang, nigga
Aston Martin lane switching
Too turnt up for lame bitches
Kill a bitch the main mission
They act the same, I came different
Old school, call it big four-wheeler
On my side, I keep a Glock to pop at those niggas
His nigga still poppin' dots and he got M&Ms
Riding stolo, this bitch hot and filled with dirty steel
Somebody might get murdered still
Bitch, you know that I got plenty money still
Youngins ready for the kill
38, I run it still
Said fuck 'em and I mean it still
Lil' shorty wanna fuck for real
They wanna put up my career
My vision see one hundred mill', I'm on it still
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