Niggas try to slide,
but I ain't die, they did it wrong
Barry Bynes with that stick,
if he get hit, we send him home
I'm a player, I don't cheat,
I make my bitches get along
All my niggas on that roll,
get the load and get a phone
Take a dime out the bank,
fuck it off on Saint Gobblery,
look like I paint
You ain't murder, you ain't rank
Bulletproof, a caddy truck
I'm in the trenches in a tank
I can murder a horse
that's still livin' with this train
I'm the one that spot the weight
Help my lil' bro get in shape
Lip n***a, never hate
And I don't ever hesitate
Wear it by the n***a plate
You ain't gon' never elevate
Heard that n***a got hit in his face
So we gon' celebrate
We all bounce out at once
Gettin' back don't take months
Gay n****s, they first run
Lil' bro got rich off of runs
Birthday gift, he get a gun,
I pass the game down to my son
Ask the street, leave for the one
Hood rich, fuck who I want
You could drill and get cash
Real niggas, so I last
Young lit nigga,
I'ma put that shit on with my mask
High speed and when I'm crash
Build a bitch, go get a ass
Fuck this paper for a week
Still ain't got hit my stash
You could drill and get cash
Real niggas, so I last
Young lit nigga,
I'ma put that shit on with my mask
High speed and when I'm crash
Build a bitch, go get a ass
Fuck this paper for a week,
still ain't got hit my stash
In the stew with 20 killers,
bust a trap and come back
Freeze up and he don't bust back,
get my gun back
Try to fuck a nigga bitch,
but I don't even want that
Kill my dawg, we want three of y 'all,
we don't want one back
Sax in it to my phone,
every time we get a shipment
Drop the window,
lil' bro gon' start blickin',
he be skissin'
They know what we really did,
so it be different when we dissin'
Leave him laid out on his block,
we ain't gon' leave no nigga missin'
I got 40 on my neck alone,
Charlie got 50
Tell a bitch that if I hit,
she gotta fuck whoever with me
Big bro a dope boy,
but we ain't goin' out like Ricky
They tell me I don't know who I am,
this shit still ain't hit me
M .O .B. the family,
only thing I fear is Sammy
I jumped in that water,
but I'm still alive like I'm
Sam Gingerbread Man
They come for me,
I'm goin' to Miami,
Cuban links and bust downs
Good relationship with Danny,
you could drill and get cash
Real nigga, so I last, young lit nigga
I'ma put that shit on with my mask,
high speed,
and when I'm crash,
build a bitch, go get a ass
Fuck this paper for a week,
still ain't gotta hit my stash
You could drill and get cash,
real niggas so I last, young lip nigga
I'ma put that shit on with my mask,
high speed,
and when I'm crash,
build a bitch, go get a ass
Fuck this paper for a week,
still ain't gotta hit my stash
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