You know I thought they knew I was a big stepper, well-known flexer Girlfriend ass caresser You heard?
Why you think we the same, nigga? We ain´t the same, nigga I´m the type to do the hittin´ up, you the type to pay hitters I´m the type to walk over the body, let the flame hit him You the type to spin the block, don´t give a fuck if you graze niggas Bitch, I ride with hitters, uh Even if we four deep, it´s eight rods inside the Sprinter They want me to go like Ricky, got a rod inside my denim Life like Kahoot, he answer wrong, he sent to the sender We was praisin´ shooters, wonder why our life kept on descending, uh
Still don´t give a fuck, I spin a bend like I was Simmons, uh I feel like Raf, I ain´t gotta hit Neimans to get them Simons (No) Tryna change my ways but I´m on the opps´ head, you can say I´m tempted (For real) Bro say just for a feature he´ll get ´em dead, he reminiscing Nigga, is you gon´ pay your shooters or is you gon´ play your shooters? We treat your shooters like they target practice, slay your shooters He got no play, he on the bench, nigga, you 2K-ed your shooter Wonder why he gunnin´ for your head, ´cause you ain´t save your shooter He was on the block hot, wish Tadoe never died or I could´ve saved Niko
Your whole gang full of crash dummies, your frontline like a free throw We gon´ hang on the opp block like the wifi, that´s a hotspot, and we keep rope Wintertime, I keep a P inside a jacket, for rainy days, got a peacoat I was goin´ to school with pee clothes, I still feel like fuck the R.I.C.O.´s (Fuck ´em) Grew up in Brentwood West, that´s why I´m so close with the ´migos I do my dance when the pack touch down, they start to call a nigga T.O. I make my mama mama rich, give her them chips, she love casinos We want more life, nigga, like Vito, think I´m broke? Well, shit, she know Ain´t free Pooh up out them chains, but I´m happy we got Dee though
We´ll box a nigga up like he a pizza, work for D-no´s And my dreadhead smoke Keef, he a chief, get ´em gone, finito Yeah, Panama Beach, we still got Glocks, they say, "Baby Toot, you hot" They don´t know it´s a warzone, I´ma pop ´fore Baby Toot get shot Always keep my guard on, let a shot off ´fore this 2 get Pac´d Who the fuck I´ma call on or I´ma fall on if Lil Toot get shot?
For real You dig? And like Who I´ma talk to about my problems? They say I´m a, uh, blessing Shit, tell me, am I in disguise?