Told my brother, "You catch that nigga who did it, I´ll give you the ransom" Told that bitch to bring her friends, I bring my friends, we link in Atlanta
Hope lil´ bro gon´ beat his case, they don´t really see that shit on camera You gotta worry ´bout who got the up first ´cause my cousin died with his hammer (Yeah) Only reason opps got all that shit, they fuckin´ with them scammers He just hit a lick in Miami for all them bricks, he Montana Where I´m from, we go off body counts, we don´t go off bandanas I done gave ´em all ´em guns and drugs, bitch, I think I´m Santa All I see, a real nigga in the mirror All I see, a lot of robbers and some killers All I see, a bunch of real-ass niggas All I see, a bunch of killers, bunch of killers, nigga (Yeah, yeah) False flaggin´, throwin´ up different gangs and shit
Hope when they get caught, them niggas never bring up names and shit Open cases, hangin´ ´round ´em killers known as dangerous That´s the only thing I hate that´s comin´ with this fame and shit, that´s lame as shit Summertime, I be fuckin´ up the static You can´t deny these niggas claimin´ all the bodies I can´t lie, if I go broke, I´m catchin´ a robbery They askin´ why, but I can never give apology Slow down, better watch that boy, he low down And I heard that he be shootin´ two-three switches when it go down He used to walk around with a paint gun, I´m happy that he pro now Suckin´ dick like she a pro a now, but I told that bitch slow down, she a low down
I record with a Off-White mat from IKEA Paranoid, we just gon´ ride around ´til we see ´em Tug of war, these niggas tryna steal ideas Check the score, them niggas cryin´ all on my DM, yeah