Yeah
Pussy nigga said he gon kill me
Hm, I dont give a fuck, Im gon die anyway, haha
Tell ya, yeah, yeah
Talk about them Ps Ps, got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga gun
Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Capn Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin on Tris, we sippin Wock, ha, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga fuck nigga, fuck nigga
If you said its up, lil nigga, then know its up wit ya up
Best believe we gon find your
Bitch ass, nigga, Im gon get up wit ya
We nuts, if we come bah, we gon bust at ya bah
Fuck a bitch, fuck 12, lil nigga
I dont need no cuffs, nigga cuffs, uh-uh
Politicin and pimpin in that Vette
Leave a hater in the dust, nigga dust, skrrt
Takin all your shit
In my chain yeah, thats Snow on tha Bluff, nigga yeah
Now get up outta here ha, yeah, aight yeah, Ima fuck wit ya
Dont be reachin for my chain, huh, you know we pop niggas bitch
Call this Backwood Gang, why? Because my opps in it haha
Open up that closet, yeah, I got big mop in it that mop
They dont buy no drank from me, huh
Cause I re-rock, nigga Iced Up Records
Fuck nigga
We could shoot or box yeah, you know we punch niggas nigga
Every time we see yall out, we eat
Yall niggas lunch menus yall niggas lunch
Eight of Wock in my cream soda that
Wock, it aint no cut in it uh-uh
Play with mine, you gon die today
Right now, come try your luck, nigga
Ill give a goofy all headshots, like is you dumb or nah?
You sink niggas wont front me no more
Bags cause I be runnin off fuck em
Bust Cuban and rose-gold Presi
Blown, yeah thats a hundred ball yeah
Fuck the stage
I aint doin no more shows unless my gun involved, nigga
Talk about them Ps Ps, got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga gun
Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Capn Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin on Tris, we sippin Wock, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga fuck nigga, fuck nigga
If you said its up, lil nigga
Then know its up wit ya up, you know its up then
Best believe we gon find your bitch ass
Nigga, Im gon get up wit ya mm, yeah
We nuts, if we come bah, we gon bust at ya bah
Trippin off the red with Trippie
Redd, Vezz keep countin up blues okay
You already dead if me and my mans get to walkin up to you bang
Make a bitch gave me head
Her and her friends, yeah, they bout to do it
If you aint got no bands
Im just sayin, dont talk to me bout no music ah, ah
Ooh, all my clothes exclusive, spin move your ho, elusive
Put the dope on the road, thats lucrative
Then make it back home, its secluded gang
Up big five, shoot it gang, Im big fire, boolin gang
Tell a bitch, Be quiet, the rudest okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Shut your ass up, mute it
My trap jumpin, groovin, huh
Pass me that cup, pass me that blunt, pass me that gun skuba, huh
Rackin it up
Is you packin or what? Who baggin me up? The whoopers?
The apes, the shooters ha
The Dracs, we use em ha, we hate computers ha, ha, ha
Talk about them Ps Ps, got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga gun
Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Capn Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin on Tris, we sippin wock, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga fuck nigga, fuck nigga
If you said its up, lil nigga, then know its up wit ya Its up
Best believe we gon find your
Bitch ass, nigga, Im gon get up wit ya
We nuts, if we come bah, phew, phew, phew, we gon bust at ya bah
Yeah, I aint drinkin no Tris
Nah, I dont fuck with no snitch Nah
You a broke ass lame nigga, I aint touchin yo bitch mm-mm
Im humble, I aint soft, nigga, have yo ass go blitz go get it
Used to pray for a whole thing, keep one on my wrist everyday
D to the O, me and Trippie Redd yeah
Actavis, baby, Im sippin red yeah
Got my advance from dealin meds got my advance from dealin
Bro rock Yeezy in the feds yeah
Trappin aint dead, these niggas scared thats crazy
Yeah, my niggas trained to go
Fuck my bitch, fuck my bitch best friend, Ima just blame the dope
Police came, hit the lights on me, turn to Usain and bolt
Cant believe they let me in the game skeetin a famous ho famous ho
Cuban links, Diamonds full of pointers
I dont do chains with ropes mm-mm
Talk about them Ps Ps, facts, nigga, got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga gun
Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Capn Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sippin on Tris, we sippin wock, dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah, fuck nigga fuck nigga, fuck nigga
If you said its up, lil nigga, then know its up wit ya Its up
Best believe we gon find your
Bitch ass, nigga, Im gon get up wit ya
We nuts, if we come bah, we gon bust at ya bah