Ooh
No, no, no
No, no
In peace In peace, may you rest May you rest
Never ever shoot below the neck Never ever
You a rookie You a rookie, Im a vet Im a vet
Thats why I got a Glock, you got a TEC Got a TEC
Not checkers Not checkers, this chess It is chess
I flooded out my Patek with baguettes
I curve Tiffany Yeah, for Jess For who?
Need to get myself together, Im a mess Straight up
In Bikini Bottom, Im with Sandy Sandy
Moesha keep on drinkin all the brandy Brandy
Keisha eat the molly like its candy Yah, yah
Bodyslam a nigga like Im Randy Yah, yah
Yeah, Im a hot hitter Straight up
Im a guap getter Straight up
Leave a thot bitter Straight up
Get your block hit up
Oh, you think you in a group? Get that shit split up On God
Tryna suck me layin down, I make that bitch sit up Straight up
Yeah, hot box, dirty stick, case closed Case closed
We grill beef, nigga, charcoal Uh oh
Sellin pussy, her vajay-jay got a barcode Uh oh
These broke ass niggas need Jobco 21
Used to use EBT to get seafood What?
Now I Uber Eats when I want Kiku Straight up
She wanna hang out and let the gang G you Facts
Metro worth a lot of Ms, nigga, me too Racks
Hangin off my earlobes is a rock A rock
Hangin off my waistline is a Glock Pop, pop
The body in that casket was a opp 21
I dont throw no bottles, I throw shots 21
All this drip on me, I need a mop 21
Balenciaga boxers and the socks On God
I got 10 freaky girls on a yacht Yacht
Finna drown in em, dawg, finna drown in em 21
Last altercation, got a hundred rounds in him On my mama
All my spots got a lot of bloodhounds in em On your mama
Aint no furniture, its just a lot of pounds in em Straight up
Percs, soft, hard, and I got the brown in em On God
Word to bombaclaat, shotta, we dont ramp in em 21
Edgewood, Glenwood, Bouldercrest and the Hamp with em Six
Got a lot of sticks, you can get stamped with em On God
Tryna mediate the beef, you get found with em Straight up
All these chains, rest in peace to Harriet Tubman Harriet Tubman
Niggas broke cause they doin too much clubbin Too much clubbin
Cashed out on all my cars cause Im stubborn Cause Im stubborn
Zone 6 against the world, thats how Im comin How Im comin
I came out the womb, I was thuggin Straight up
Aint no fistfights, niggas uppin Straight up
Rappers say they want smoke, but they bluffin On God
When you see em face-to-face, it aint nothin Straight up
Hangin off my earlobes is a rock A rock
Hangin off my waistline is a Glock Pop, pop
The body in that casket was a opp 21
I dont throw no bottles, I throw shots 21
All this drip on me, I need a mop 21
Balenciaga boxers and the socks On God
I got 10 freaky girls on a yacht Yacht
I got 10 freaky girls on a yacht
You know, I was racin down the highway earlier today, ridin down 20
I happened to see a nigga I robbed back in the day
You know what? He was happy to see me, huh