Double AA flexing
High Def go crazy
This is the sound
Mama say, Son, you a blessing in disguise, I aint lyin
Finally on, nigga, now its game time, game time
Niggas say I changed up, its hard to stay the same now
Bitches fuckin off my name, its comin with the fame now
In the foreign without the brain, I be switchin lanes now
Already done copped the chain, Im waitin on the rain now
Dont tolerate no disrespect so we be steppin on a nigga
I aint never had a check so I be flexin on a nigga
Everybody call and ask for
Somethin, they dont be checkin on a nigga
They had checks all on a nigga, they was bettin on a nigga
I was blessin all my shooters, send a vet to come and get you
At your neck with a 38, no, he dont like them pretty pistols
Bad bitch like 26, she like to send me pussy pictures
When you did what you did, they labeled you a pussy nigga
They labeled you a pussy nigga and they call me the GOAT
Soon as the check cleared, I went and spent it on a coat
I aint gon spend it on some dope, Im on some other shit
I got your taxes in my pocket, fuck the government
Lil pretty ho and she gon chew me like some doublemint
All in the city with that glizzy, this my brothers shit
That chopper pretty, it got titties, thats my cousins shit
Stood on that block til it got hot just like some oven mitts
Stood on that block till it got hot
They bend the corner, let off shots
They let off shots and we got shot, a purple heart, thats what I got
That shit they talk, they better stand on it
Mama said two wrongs dont make a right
But you wrong, mama, if they take a life, we take a life
Fuck that shit, we spin tonight, if they aint out, we spinnin twice
On Dezis block, we dodgin vice, a lot of molly, weed, and white
Ive never been the type to fight, I be so quick to fuck your wife
I be so quick to grab the pipe, I be so quick to take your life
I miss the left so made a right, granted, I still aint made it right
Yes, I talk to God about it but he still aint made it right
But no God, I aint rushin you, just take your time and do it right
I close my eyes, still see the light, it be fuckin with my sight
Remember when I had the weed, that lil nigga with the sight
Hit my brother for the clean, heat a nigga with the cry
Now Im fuckin with the mic, still them niggas with the mice
Shinin harder than a bitch, that lil nigga with the ice
Know I dont fuck with the rats, got more cheese than the mice
Got off my ass and hit the gas, put the city on my back
See Chevy like my blood brother, he was Cody, I was Zack
See I was Spodee, he was quiet
Remember them nights when we was sliding
Remember them nights when they was hot
Remember them mornings they was dying
Open that door, them bullets flyin, snotty nose, mamas crying
And thats just what your son get for fuckin with us
Ayy, roll him up, Backwood, we dont fuck with them dutch
Dont fuck with clubs, but when I do, I post up in the cut
Ashes to ashes, light it then pass it, we turn niggas to dust
She freaky and nasty, bend her over, I put dick in her gut
Pullin her hair with my left hand, I be slappin her butt
We was broke a couple weeks ago and now Im rich as the fuck
You mustve think a nigga playing, you need a ticket to fuck
Told the jeweler make it look like I done put my wrist in the cup
Ayy, get the money
The only mission is bucks, they know Im livin it up
Pockets, Im fillin em up, they know Im sealin it up
Know they aint realer than us
This is the sound