[Intro]
Them niggas ain't gon’ fuck with us
Bitch, name a nigga play with us
You know we kept them K's with us
Shout out to Lil Rippah for makin' this beat
[Verse 1]
Smokin’ dope with my hitter, plottin' on the next one
He said, "All behind Youngboy, I'm gon' stretch somthin'"
I told him, "All behind that check, you better wet somethin'"
We swervin' with them thang, it's back to back until you niggas bleed
I don’t know nothin’ but 4KTrey, I'm tryna t-shirt the bitch
So I can’t trust my own niggas, that's how deep this shit get
I'm screamin' death before dishonor and I stuck with the shit
But now you crossed me, I’m so slimy, got no love for a bitch
The feds came and got Tekashi, I been thinkin' that I'm next
I'm screamin' murder 'bout my nigga and now I'm gettin' that off my chest
One scary bitch that I ain't get and I ain't stoppin' 'til he stretched
Bitch you fumblin' through yo' shit and send bullets through yo' neck
In the club screamin' out, "Who want it?" Fill my pocket with bodies
I got them pounds on the couch, the chopper right by the faucet
I just got 80 for a show, street niggas spent the deposit
Plus I spent 50 for a jet, bitch, I ain't trippin', I got it
[Chorus]
I'm steady drawin' blood for blood like catch this slug
Them niggas shouldn't have played with us, uh-uh, uh
Foolio let that hammer bust, slip one time and you bite the dust
That's when you niggas die (Bitch ass nigga)
Guns in retaliation, ask me what to make, I say, "A body"
Them drugs bring it out and I can't hide it
Tryna link me to some shit, I told 'em I don't know about it
Bitch, I'm bangin' 4KTrey, they all gon' lay, we swing that chopper
Them niggas ain't gon’ fuck with us
Bitch, name a nigga play with us
You know we kept them K's with us
Shout out to Lil Rippah for makin' this beat
[Verse 1]
Smokin’ dope with my hitter, plottin' on the next one
He said, "All behind Youngboy, I'm gon' stretch somthin'"
I told him, "All behind that check, you better wet somethin'"
We swervin' with them thang, it's back to back until you niggas bleed
I don’t know nothin’ but 4KTrey, I'm tryna t-shirt the bitch
So I can’t trust my own niggas, that's how deep this shit get
I'm screamin' death before dishonor and I stuck with the shit
But now you crossed me, I’m so slimy, got no love for a bitch
The feds came and got Tekashi, I been thinkin' that I'm next
I'm screamin' murder 'bout my nigga and now I'm gettin' that off my chest
One scary bitch that I ain't get and I ain't stoppin' 'til he stretched
Bitch you fumblin' through yo' shit and send bullets through yo' neck
In the club screamin' out, "Who want it?" Fill my pocket with bodies
I got them pounds on the couch, the chopper right by the faucet
I just got 80 for a show, street niggas spent the deposit
Plus I spent 50 for a jet, bitch, I ain't trippin', I got it
[Chorus]
I'm steady drawin' blood for blood like catch this slug
Them niggas shouldn't have played with us, uh-uh, uh
Foolio let that hammer bust, slip one time and you bite the dust
That's when you niggas die (Bitch ass nigga)
Guns in retaliation, ask me what to make, I say, "A body"
Them drugs bring it out and I can't hide it
Tryna link me to some shit, I told 'em I don't know about it
Bitch, I'm bangin' 4KTrey, they all gon' lay, we swing that chopper
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