[Verse 1]
Phone tweaking, I'm on the road, so you can't reach me
If you lookin' for the load, you can come see me
Nigga posting what he made, make this shit easy
He was geeking and got mounted like a fucking TV
You get outta bounds an I'm slidin like I'm Hawk
Boy, I barely want yo' bitch, I ain't tryna take yo' sauce
We gon' take a short trip, I don't do the long talk
If I get the door kicked, he gon' end up knocked off
We gon' keep it hush, paint yo' shit like Bob Ross
He gon' think he rich 'til it's time to pay that cost
If you ain't position, why you acting like a boss? Boy, if you ain't lose shit, then why you act like it's a loss?
Bought a Glocka and a TEC, finna cop a hard foul
I just bought it yesterday, that bitch'a eat yo' heart out
Nigga flеxing extra cake, that'a get 'еm marked out niggas feds investigating like they fucking narcs now
He ain't never been a ape, why he think he hard now?
He don't come up out the tank when them fucking sharks out
Niggas below average, niggas rapping like they lost this shit
Turnt into a pageant, all you had to do was floss
He be lookin' goofy, how this nigga finna shoot me?
He ain't wit' it truly, how this nigga get a Uzi?
I'ma pop out like a fucking horror movie
I don't usually get dirty 'cause the shit get boring to me
[Verse 2]
My nigga, you ain't pop no gun and pop yo' Xan
You ain't ride down no block, you ain't slide in no van
Ooh, shit, I think he caught one
I ain't finna spin the block, I know that shit well done
.30 wit' a glick, that a make a nigga talk, but this .40 on my hip make me limp when I walk
Put you up like a blimp, watch yo' pussy ass fall
Lil' nigga you a shrimp, I ain't gotta make a call, if a nigga pull up deep, I get the mafia involved
Nigga say they VV's, but you copped 'em at the mall
Boy, that ain't no dog shit, why you acting like it cost?
I'on know why niggas lying, it's too many niggas dyin'
We can't all be gangsta, it's too many niggas trying
Niggas preaching, I ain't that, like they ain't got shit else to prove
I'a hit yo' back if I ain't have shit else to do nigga
If I was to lose, tell me is it helping you?
Playing wit' yo' life, you must ain't got shit else to lose
Phone tweaking, I'm on the road, so you can't reach me
If you lookin' for the load, you can come see me
Nigga posting what he made, make this shit easy
He was geeking and got mounted like a fucking TV
You get outta bounds an I'm slidin like I'm Hawk
Boy, I barely want yo' bitch, I ain't tryna take yo' sauce
We gon' take a short trip, I don't do the long talk
If I get the door kicked, he gon' end up knocked off
We gon' keep it hush, paint yo' shit like Bob Ross
He gon' think he rich 'til it's time to pay that cost
If you ain't position, why you acting like a boss? Boy, if you ain't lose shit, then why you act like it's a loss?
Bought a Glocka and a TEC, finna cop a hard foul
I just bought it yesterday, that bitch'a eat yo' heart out
Nigga flеxing extra cake, that'a get 'еm marked out niggas feds investigating like they fucking narcs now
He ain't never been a ape, why he think he hard now?
He don't come up out the tank when them fucking sharks out
Niggas below average, niggas rapping like they lost this shit
Turnt into a pageant, all you had to do was floss
He be lookin' goofy, how this nigga finna shoot me?
He ain't wit' it truly, how this nigga get a Uzi?
I'ma pop out like a fucking horror movie
I don't usually get dirty 'cause the shit get boring to me
[Verse 2]
My nigga, you ain't pop no gun and pop yo' Xan
You ain't ride down no block, you ain't slide in no van
Ooh, shit, I think he caught one
I ain't finna spin the block, I know that shit well done
.30 wit' a glick, that a make a nigga talk, but this .40 on my hip make me limp when I walk
Put you up like a blimp, watch yo' pussy ass fall
Lil' nigga you a shrimp, I ain't gotta make a call, if a nigga pull up deep, I get the mafia involved
Nigga say they VV's, but you copped 'em at the mall
Boy, that ain't no dog shit, why you acting like it cost?
I'on know why niggas lying, it's too many niggas dyin'
We can't all be gangsta, it's too many niggas trying
Niggas preaching, I ain't that, like they ain't got shit else to prove
I'a hit yo' back if I ain't have shit else to do nigga
If I was to lose, tell me is it helping you?
Playing wit' yo' life, you must ain't got shit else to lose
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