作曲 : Jaymani Gorman/Brython Rubio/Semir Gebremedhin
Yeah, yeah nigga(That nigga B on the beat, she gon' show her friend)
I ain't playin' with you bitch ass niggas
Niggas know how I step on shit, nigga
I'm comin'(That nigga Mir made the beat)
Lost my brother niggas knowing' what I'm on, even my momma know
It's a hunnid in every K, what's your chopper hold?
Them black crime vicious nigga, he got cooked like some soul food
You go out like that you are not a donk
Ain't in that load if baby A's ain't in the car
Been sittin' on his ass for four days, I felt that in my heart
Seen him in that intersection, left that nigga's load parked
Wasn't really on that and he ain't really make it far
When I ran into his ass it was over
Faced him like I took a selfie of him, I got closе up
Hate them Townhome niggas, in thе jity only time that I throw fours up
But ain't no pass for 44th, niggas know we comin'
Niggas know what's comin', niggas know we huntin'
Spin with blue flags, throw 'em off, I think we on to somethin'
Stood over cuz with the switch and started chokin' on me
How you the real boogieman and we smoked your cousin?
Niggas always frontin', I'm through Sacs for that, stop actin' like you smoked my brother
Jump out, I love revenge, it's always repercussions
Sit and wait, you know timin' is of the essence
I function with the west, I ain't trippin' over Kevin
Homies ain't feelin' that, it is what it is, I know Baby K steppin'
I love Pig, I got scenes with lil' bro, he on whatever
Don't take her back when she fat, that mean you care you gotta let her
That's some free game for pimpin'
But back to this murder shit, we some real killers
Every time I had to blow my pole, I lost one so I was in my feelin's
That get back be feelin' great it just hit different
Famous but still buy a striker push that bitch to Stockton
Ayy, how you gon' speak on a nigga that got it poppin'
Got up on cuh with fully switch but it just started lockin'
Ain't even run back to the car, I just started joggin' (Ayy)
My shit jam, I took the pole from bro I ain't got no option
Before this rap shit got poppin, I was fully rockin
Hundred thousand dollar Cuban piece, this ain't S and I
Have the drop but I ain't have no striker, I took the bitch ride
Gettin' shit done grab two more, this gon' be my fifth time
I can tell this nigga never did a stand over
Ain't ever had a momma airbrushing t-shirts
Then went and birthed that pussy bitch, I hope that she hurt
Yeah, took out that trash, big homies can't say nothin' to me
Told BoyBoy he ain't got a body, I ain't bumpin' with him
New nigga hopped inside that load with me, he was ****in with it
Damn near spinned they store by myself, had 'em duckin switches
The last nigga was a weenie but I still popped him
Semi-autos played out like some Foamposites
When I was seventeen years old I was dome poppin'
Left the house with micro Drac', I ain't have no options
Spot a nigga I already know the deal
****in' for hours off the Perc', that how I know it's real
Know if I throw this euro back, someone gettin' killed
Daddy dead, Demar dead, damn nigga this a long list
Y'all dissin' me in songs, Bloods y'all worrying about the wrong shit
The nigga out there smoked y'all homie, nigga smoke him
Vance cousin died, next day he made a whole diss
You shoulda doubled back, y'all worried 'bout the wrong shit
Can't tell what you on so we can bump, nigga sup
I'm that nigga droppin' pins, you the one that makes store runs
Tell niggas send that lo' more than several times, I'm gon' come
Some niggas say the Dracy thing got kick but when I shoot this bitch it don't jump
Don't bring your lil ho around me, I'm gon' bump, I'm not gon' **** on her
Ayy, I'm gonna get some skins
Wasn't in the pen gettin' punched on by suckas, no I ain't Lil Leek
Them 7th street niggas got bodies, we ain't like the niggas from the P
Jumped out the Maybach with Drac had to drop the ski
To be real I can't name one opp that dropped on me
Really catching all the B's don't let 'em cap
Only bringing Twany up when I tell you that nigga really got no hats
Ayy, go catch you one
Four of your homies dead, it's time to hang it up
I hate a bitch that act boujee when she a duck
Any bitch that's talkin' 'bout money gotta get me some (Gz)
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jaymani Gorman/Brython Rubio/Semir Gebremedhin
[00:01.208][Intro]Yeah, yeah nigga(That nigga B on the beat, she gon' show her friend)
[00:03.710]I ain't playin' with you bitch ass niggas
[00:06.003]Niggas know how I step on shit, nigga
[00:08.068]I'm comin'(That nigga Mir made the beat)
[00:09.583][Verse 1]Lost my brother niggas knowing' what I'm on, even my momma know
[00:12.422]It's a hunnid in every K, what's your chopper hold?
[00:14.538]Them black crime vicious nigga, he got cooked like some soul food
[00:18.005]You go out like that you are not a donk
[00:19.985]Ain't in that load if baby A's ain't in the car
[00:21.844]Been sittin' on his ass for four days, I felt that in my heart
[00:24.471]Seen him in that intersection, left that nigga's load parked
[00:26.886]Wasn't really on that and he ain't really make it far
[00:29.357]When I ran into his ass it was over
[00:31.610]Faced him like I took a selfie of him, I got closе up
[00:33.898]Hate them Townhome niggas, in thе jity only time that I throw fours up
[00:37.775]But ain't no pass for 44th, niggas know we comin'
[00:40.518]Niggas know what's comin', niggas know we huntin'
[00:42.702]Spin with blue flags, throw 'em off, I think we on to somethin'
[00:45.399]Stood over cuz with the switch and started chokin' on me
[00:47.372]How you the real boogieman and we smoked your cousin?
[00:50.332]Niggas always frontin', I'm through Sacs for that, stop actin' like you smoked my brother
[00:54.136]Jump out, I love revenge, it's always repercussions
[00:56.207]Sit and wait, you know timin' is of the essence
[00:58.321][Verse 2]I function with the west, I ain't trippin' over Kevin
[01:00.635]Homies ain't feelin' that, it is what it is, I know Baby K steppin'
[01:03.928]I love Pig, I got scenes with lil' bro, he on whatever
[01:06.274]Don't take her back when she fat, that mean you care you gotta let her
[01:08.716]That's some free game for pimpin'
[01:10.363]But back to this murder shit, we some real killers
[01:13.635]Every time I had to blow my pole, I lost one so I was in my feelin's
[01:17.438]That get back be feelin' great it just hit different
[01:19.730]Famous but still buy a striker push that bitch to Stockton
[01:22.059]Ayy, how you gon' speak on a nigga that got it poppin'
[01:24.630]Got up on cuh with fully switch but it just started lockin'
[01:27.129]Ain't even run back to the car, I just started joggin' (Ayy)
[01:29.741]My shit jam, I took the pole from bro I ain't got no option
[01:32.210]Before this rap shit got poppin, I was fully rockin
[01:34.284]Hundred thousand dollar Cuban piece, this ain't S and I
[01:37.099]Have the drop but I ain't have no striker, I took the bitch ride
[01:39.255]Gettin' shit done grab two more, this gon' be my fifth time
[01:42.143]I can tell this nigga never did a stand over
[01:44.034]Ain't ever had a momma airbrushing t-shirts
[01:46.468]Then went and birthed that pussy bitch, I hope that she hurt
[01:49.419]Yeah, took out that trash, big homies can't say nothin' to me
[01:51.782]Told BoyBoy he ain't got a body, I ain't bumpin' with him
[01:54.375]New nigga hopped inside that load with me, he was ****in with it
[01:56.577]Damn near spinned they store by myself, had 'em duckin switches
[02:00.099][Verse 3]The last nigga was a weenie but I still popped him
[02:02.429]Semi-autos played out like some Foamposites
[02:04.544]When I was seventeen years old I was dome poppin'
[02:06.953]Left the house with micro Drac', I ain't have no options
[02:09.646]Spot a nigga I already know the deal
[02:12.112]****in' for hours off the Perc', that how I know it's real
[02:14.423]Know if I throw this euro back, someone gettin' killed
[02:16.977]Daddy dead, Demar dead, damn nigga this a long list
[02:19.297]Y'all dissin' me in songs, Bloods y'all worrying about the wrong shit
[02:22.155]The nigga out there smoked y'all homie, nigga smoke him
[02:24.539]Vance cousin died, next day he made a whole diss
[02:27.063]You shoulda doubled back, y'all worried 'bout the wrong shit
[02:29.457]Can't tell what you on so we can bump, nigga sup
[02:31.314]I'm that nigga droppin' pins, you the one that makes store runs
[02:33.896]Tell niggas send that lo' more than several times, I'm gon' come
[02:36.367]Some niggas say the Dracy thing got kick but when I shoot this bitch it don't jump
[02:39.610]Don't bring your lil ho around me, I'm gon' bump, I'm not gon' **** on her
[02:42.765]Ayy, I'm gonna get some skins
[02:44.006][Verse 4]Wasn't in the pen gettin' punched on by suckas, no I ain't Lil Leek
[02:46.745]Them 7th street niggas got bodies, we ain't like the niggas from the P
[02:49.562]Jumped out the Maybach with Drac had to drop the ski
[02:52.108]To be real I can't name one opp that dropped on me
[02:54.562]Really catching all the B's don't let 'em cap
[02:56.672]Only bringing Twany up when I tell you that nigga really got no hats
[03:00.153]Ayy, go catch you one
[03:01.912]Four of your homies dead, it's time to hang it up
[03:04.505]I hate a bitch that act boujee when she a duck
[03:06.529]Any bitch that's talkin' 'bout money gotta get me some (Gz)