Ayy, look at who they call gang (Who?), niggas goofy than a bitch though Throwin´ dirt on my name (Why?), must be fuckin´ your bitch, huh? Prayin´ on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell ´cause I´m lit now Still screamin´, "Fuck rap," (Why?) change the country for the hip-hop
Nigga walkin´ in with gang, shut the bitch down like Rayford did, don´t play with his He was raised like Bebe kids Key in a whip like Day-Day, bitch Fuck your Lamb´, I´m in SRT8, bitch Fuck your ho, wouldn´t date that bitch Walk in, steal the show, know you hate that shit I´ma grab ten K ´fore they play my shit
Beast to the east Rappin´, I´m deep in the streets All you niggas keepin´ the peace All you niggas eatin´ the freaks Know I got a girl, ain´t no sleepin´ with me This shit like, got eight G´s on me, Hutch is freezin´ the piece Tell me freeze, please, we gone, we out I hope niggas holdin´ it down That´s why we ain´t fuck with no clown Too much drip, this lil´ bitty bitch gon´ drown That lil´ boy shit out of style She calling me foul, but how? She keepin´ the child I just jumped deep in the crowd Turnt up with them, touch my piece, you will die Givin´ all praise to Allah Iced up, baby, Wocky in my ba-ba
Covert thugging Sticks when we in here clubbing Rich nigga shit, don´t touch it This shit busting Ice my teeth, my buffies Paid amounts for it in Kentucky Good guy, Chucky Nigga wanna play, then we thumping Spot on fire, it´s jumping Say she love me Really just tryna get lucky ´Cause she know a nigga get money
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), niggas goofy than a bitch though Throwin´ dirt on my name (Why?), must be fuckin´ your bitch, huh? (Must be fuckin´ your bitch) Prayin´ on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell ´cause I´m lit now (Sick as hell ´cause I´m lit)
Still screamin´, "Fuck rap," (Fuck ´em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop)
[Digga D] Old niggas with no figures, I don´t care ´bout who you used to be (No) Quarter milly in GBP, that´s three-forty in USD That´s ten mill´ on this USB, turn coke stone like USG And usually, they ain´t usin´ me (No), but I let it slide, they ain´t usin´ teeth Lambchop with a shank tucked, this ain´t cheap meat that you´re eatin´, bitch (No) Private jet, I´m leavin´ quick, hit StillBrickin, I need a brick Got choppers out when they stop us now, these pussy pigs won´t leave the kid
They found a stick in my nigga´s whip with a silencer and a full clip How you turn an AK into a Draco? I need to know right now (How?) I got one, but don´t use it ´cause it´s too big when I ride out It´s an old one and it´s wooden (It´s wooden) You ho, you said that you wouldn´t (You said you wouldn´t) Do all of this hatin´ shit and come tell my girl is a woman (Bitch) Now I´m on the phone to my stylist, like, "Hi, Liv, I need another bag" (Wagwan?) She proper mad like, "Damn bro, you got caught again with another slag" I gotta stop with this cheatin´ shit (Fuckin´ hell, man) I got a Scorpio, not the .32 one, yo, this gun got a nina clip
[Babyface Ray] Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), niggas goofy than a bitch though Throwin´ dirt on my name (Why?), must be fuckin´ your bitch, huh? (Must be fuckin´ your bitch) Prayin´ on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell ´cause I´m lit now (Sick as hell ´cause I´m lit) Still screamin´, "Fuck rap," (Fuck ´em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop)
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