Lyrics

Look, big wings On a nigga like the emblem with the big B's Me and Tony two players like a split screen I put my shooters on yo ass like some skinny jeans And they goin' show up, poled up, shootin' anything Cause they know a nigga breaded like some chicken wings So for me they get it poppin' like it's in the grease I have my youngins take your life and give it to me I swear them niggas ain't right like 50 degrees Zoro when I cut it leave her with the big Z's And she gonna chew a nigga up cause i'm big league You niggas small ball All my niggas ball hogs Shooters whack you with that iron like a golf ball Put a hole in a nigga with the sawed off Say he want beef but you niggas all talk But we can still shoot about it like a false call Body on the stretcher why he gettin hauled off And have his niggas all lost yelling aww nah All yall dogs should have been toting though But I still feel like I gotta show them tho I put the wings on a nigga like he OVO Even though im at the top of the totem pole I still take the shit wherever you wanna go And then i take your bitch wherever she wanna go Fly guys taking off, nigga Niggas fake as fuck Thats why i choose to hug a pole Had to bear up Fill a hater up with shells like he layin numb Pockets healthy just like Gucci tryna keep it up I can't hit your bitch just gotta spend the day with her Give her dick she sport it good, like i'm payin' her Fresh as hell, be on point like Deadshot Shawty let me slide in like the Red Box Got her man hot, I want neck, headlock Takin' bitches think I'm Future look who Scotty pimpin' Like he seen a magic trick he wonder how I did it You know I had to bag his bitch but ain't no body in it No details how I did it My bitch crazy and I'm crazy I'm Joker she Harley Quinn I be all up in her water like tryna learn how to swim Haters tryna block the shine like a nigga rockin' a brim If the snakes up in the grass Imma stomp the yard in some Timbs These old bitches hit my line had to cut 'em off like a limb Got new bitches on my line had to cut 'em all like a pimp And I got my money up like I'm taping it to the ceiling I be fresh, swag kill 'em I murder 'em no attempt Had to show everybody I'm fly but no event I pop up just like a adder I load it like movin' shit If he try to do 'em dirty just like the water in Flint then I be shootin after him just like knockout but I don't miss Fly guy, flew in this bitch with a high side Why lie? I see it like I-Spy They want us dead, My god but I ride I'm a cool cat but nigga I ain't got nine lives Bitch it's YOLO, fuck the po-po Don't go nowhere without the 4-0, that a no-no Up on 'em like i pop a no-doze Let him hold those Bitch I'm a dog on a go roll like I'm Todo But I don't follow up a chase behind no bitch It ain't no frito niggas lays behind those chips I got brothers in the grave that I so miss Got dogs fighting in a cage, no Michael Vick Harry Potter with that stick on a snitch You know how we playin' if they sending shots in them 6 Then we keep spraying Preacher talking 'bout turn a cheek, fuck what he sayin' Kill him and it's justified sin, but we keep prayin' In a world where majority sleep, horribly weak And they slaughter when they order the sheet God sharpening my sword and bitch i'm going for the cheek Make sure I give 'em everything before I'm goin to sleep Feel this who want a war with the son I do this shit for my loved ones who don't know what's to come Hardships, triple x shit and they gon' know not to run God first, load up some guns and store up some funds When you shinin' watch the snake that's tryna soak up your sun Yeah they hate it when you make it and you don't owe 'em none I pray handle what I can and made her wrestle the slums Why so serious 'cause bitch when you the joke it ain't fun, huh No Surrender No Retreat Bitch FGE we gotta eat bitch Bout to kill another beat bitch I'm like here we go, I did my part for the squad, now we in it tho If you ain't rockin' with the God what you livin' for? I can't lie it feels good when I'm sendin' dough That's money gram to the fam, you ain't hear me tho Yeah I was made to get the paper like a envelope See I turned nothing in to something I was really broke Had to come up the harder way ain't have a penny tho I used to meet my clientele up in the liquor store I sold more O's than a fucking box of Cheerios Left all the bullshit behind Tom Thibodeau Rap God in this bitch, like a embryo And I like all my bitches bad like a billy goat I put your hoe up on the wall like a centerfold Deep stroke in that bitch, I ain't swimming though It's fuck bitches get money like a gigolo I'm ballin tatted bitch I'm bam bam bigelow If they want drama tell 'em holla I be with it tho That's off top, mask up, Rey Mysterio Show up these niggas all talk Arsenio Special beam on my cannon like I'm piccolo Pull it out the pants cook a nigga like he in a stove Shoot a nigga like he tryna drop a video Six feet put him in like he preachin told Punchlines hurt opponents like I'm Riddick Bowe I'm lyrical I been this cold this shit is critical Yeah Imma kill it how you want it nigga pick a flow The illest quotes every line like I'm sniffin' coke Rap God in this bitch nigga!
Writer(s): Walter A Bradford, Langston Malik Childs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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