[Allstar Will] Trap shit, no wack shit, nigga Yeah, yeah
[Allstar Will]
I pull up and spray up your block (block) You niggas be hatin´ a lot (a lot) My niggas be playin´ with pots (whip) The fuck you was thinkin´ about? Bitch, I can´t let you play on my top Can´t tell me nothin´, I´m chasin´ this guap (uh uh) Pay four for a hundred, that make it a bop Quit wastin´ your time, bitch, I´m makin´ mines count Got some bands in my pockets, I ball Know these haters just wish I would fall I was stuck on the block [?] Took some time off, had to see my dogs Now I´m up, and bitch it´s pressure Strictly business, nothin´ extra (nothin´ else) I take your bitch and undress her Walk through the door see my gun on the dresser (ugh)
[ Allstar Will] You know I come from the gutter, boy Got a nina on me, she´ll fuck a boy You know I run up them hundreds, boy Pass a bitch down, you a lover boy You know I come from the gutter Ain´t come up with you, then fuck you (fuck you) You cross the line, I´ma touch you Don´t care about if I love you I get them pounds on a muscle Put sixty rounds in the [?] (yeah, yeah) I put sixty rounds on your brother (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
[Allstar Will] You know I got out of the gutter Saw that shit comin´, took cover
I get to see who would make it a double I had to struggle before I could [?] Now my diamonds wet like a puddle None of them niggas don´t love you
[Allstar Will & YoungBoy Never Broke Again] You know I come from the gutter, boy You know I fuck up them hundreds, boy Got a nina on me, she´ll fuck a boy You know I come from the gutter Ain´t come up with you, then fuck you (fuck you) You cross the line, I´ma touch you Give a fuck ´bout if I love you I get you murked on a muscle You know my heart in the gutter Yeah, yeah, yeah I ran my bands up in the gutter Yeah, yeah, yeah (in the gutter)
I´m a product of the gutter I show you love if I love you (yeah) I never had time to cuddle I had to walk in some puddles (yeah)
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Forever that money I cherish (I cherish) A half a million I done buried (I done buried) And I play the game every city (city) Over two hundred thousand I bet it (I done bet it) Forever gon´ run up that fetti Whole lotta money, I steady be steppin´ Sit in the back of the car with a MAC-11 Had to tell these lil´ niggas I´m ready (bitch, I´m ready) Yeah, said if they want it, we give ´em the blues Before the night, he got his face on the news
Pop the top of the drop when I´m uppin´ my shoot (brrrt) When I hop in the whip and I start it go vroom All of these niggas be bitches I know for a fact they won´t get to my riches They know me, been know me, they know how I´m livin´ Had to show them lil´ boys who the fuck run the city (bitch, who run it) I swear I couldn´t wait ´til I got ´em Three million dollars, don´t know where to hide it Ride in the North and I´m strapped with a chopper He flexin´ and I get Lil Ben for to rob him He play him, I´ma stretch him if he got a problem 38 baby, Youngboy the Don Dada Whatever I do, all my niggas gon´ follow 12 shot up KK in his face, we done shot ´em
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[Allstar Will] You know I come from the gutter, boy You know I fuck up them hundreds, boy Got a nina on me, she´ll fuck a boy You know I come from the gutter Ain´t come up with you, then fuck you (fuck you) You cross the line, I´ma touch you Give a fuck ´bout if I love you I get you murked on a muscle You know my heart in the gutter Yeah, yeah, yeah I ran my bands up in the gutter Yeah, yeah, yeah (in the gutter) I´m a product of the gutter I show you love if I love you (yeah) I never had time to cuddle
I had to walk in some puddles
[Allstar Will] They always knew I was raw I fucked the game with no rubber I spend two thousand on Bape I got a style like no other They hatin´ right in my face These niggas blowin´ they cover All of my niggas my brothers You niggas livin´ a lie You better show your true colors Don´t try me, I´ll bust your lil´ bubble I´m straight from the gutter, look
[Allstar Will] You know I come from the gutter, boy You know I fuck up them hundreds, boy
Got a nina on me, she´ll fuck a boy You know I come from the gutter Ain´t come up with you, then fuck you You cross the line, I´ma touch you Give a fuck ´bout if I love you I get you murked on a muscle You know my heart in the gutter Yeah, yeah, yeah I ran my bands up in the gutter Yeah, yeah, yeah I´m a product of the gutter I show you love if I love you I show you love if I love you