(Ooh, shit, that´s a Danny G beat) Me and Jay, is not blood, but we real family (I was just playin´, I was just playin´, man, you feel me?) Like blood don´t make you family, bro
Alright
I feel like Superman, with this S on my chest Fuck around and put a TEC to your neck, let that bitch squeeze Like, leave the bitch alone, let that bitch breathe, you know she with me She with the Gaffle Boyz, she get anything she want I hit Lennox, I´ll buy anything I want Everything I want, hahaha One day I had to do some shit ´cause they said I won´t I always do shit that I said I don´t Damn, bitch, you ain´t give a rich nigga head before? Why your head slow? You gotta move fast You gotta be sloppy, I gotta uh
I got a new pass, I gotta go somewhere Caught a body, when I had to fade, I had to grow some hair I stand on so much business I don´t own a chair I´m with a young smacker, he done killed more people than Corona did Yeah, I´m in a four-wheel drive SUV doin´ donuts in it It´s a supercharged, my money super large You ain´t gotta believe anything I said, but the scooter bar ´Cause I told the truth When them niggas get on your ass and you callin´ my phone, nigga, who rode wit´ you? Who blowed wit´ you? We slid out a ´25 rental and a old-school The Escalade V sound like a crybaby She been off some janky shit but that´s my baby
Put your hands on Rio, you gon´ die, crazy Shit end July 11th, but I feel like I made it ´Cause it´s June 2nd, I got a month left Ain´t no more weed, I got a blunt left Ain´t no more drank, I got a cup left I looked in the cup and it wasn´t nothin´ left Damn, what the fuck, Lil´ Tay drunk my cup? Damn, bae, my dick won´t get hard, can you suck my nuts? Unc´ want some zaza, I rolled unc´ a blunt I seen it on camera, it was ´fah-fah´ then a bunch of blood They hit him in his motherfuckin´ motherboard Yep, I knew his ass was dead, they had to cover for him, like a white sheet Ain´t no abandoned cribs on this block, bro, is this the right street? Damn, know I grew up in the trenches, I ain´t used to this
I ain´t sell dope, I was rappin´ ´bout movin´ bricks and shootin´ sticks I ain´t never shot nobody, I ain´t doin´ shit Bitch, I´m innocent I ain´t rapped in two weeks, feel like it been a minute Kill over the ho, that nigga chicken tender I´m talkin´ real chicken tender with some lemon pepper Caught him and his ho at yoga club, they got stretched together I had a twelve of drank, but I kept eleven I can have twelve eighths and wouldn´t sell a seven ´Less you my lil´ brother, and you´ll drink it with me I gotta cut you off if I ever even think you slippin´
I think I´m trippin´ They said that nigga died then they say he missin´ That nigga tried me Sunday, then it´s weekend ended I was finna spray that red nigga car but blick was in it I took a yellow bar, now I´m sleepin´ in her She is not my bitch, I be creepin´ wit´ her I don´t be sleepin´ wit´ her I be hittin´ her on the floor, in the bathroom, the studio, I´m beatin´ shit Swear to God, nigga, you can beat the switch You gotta take it off and eat the bitch