Immortal

I tote that bitch in the back of the wraith, I'm not mournin' Vibe in L.A rockin' coco, sniff' coco Me and Lil Keed used to talk on them rola Came from the bottom, I think we was broke Got my first fifty and bought me some chokers Rolling big doobs, I don't do the skimps I'm a big smoker, I don't need a roller Came first in the game, I need me a trophy Momma ain't like us get warmed up the stove Turned to a check, so they can't tell me nothin' Boy get your feet off my motherfuckin' sofa He point the blicky, but he gonna bluff it Niggas know 'round my way get ugly Them two conley road boys came from nothin' Niggas keep talkin', I don't wanna be buddy Make it go hunnid, or nigga just shut it I get sucked up by a freak bitch, every single night I had blue wop, scottie smoke, when they read my rights All my dawgs fighting for a come up, nigga, where is mine Yeah the whole YSL, iced out, icy frostbite Nigga wanna say he too fly, hmm, cut the sky I'm somethin' like Osama Bin Laden, I take down this flight He say he keep a glizzy, he plottin' Cut his head off, what you thinkin' Why a nigga wanna play with me like a PFO Don't know the slime gang dangerous Opp deceaser, block sweeper Keep my shooter pulled up, he kill people And he gonna throw his hood up, after he pray Jesus Like a glock, these hoes bussin', off the meter Just hopped on a tourbus with fifty people I tote that bitch in the back of the wraith, I'm not mournin' Vibe in L.A rockin' coco, sniff' coco Me and Lil Keed used to talk on them rola Came from the bottom, I think we was broke Got my first fifty and bought me some chokers Rolling big doobs, I don't do the skimps I'm a big smoker, I don't need a roller Came first in the game, I need me a trophy Momma ain't like us get warmed up the stove Turned to a check, so they can't tell me nothin' Boy get your feet off my motherfuckin' sofa He point the blicky, but he gonna bluff it Niggas know 'round my way get ugly Them two conley road boys came from nothin' Niggas keep talkin', I don't wanna be buddy Make it go hunnid, or nigga just shut it How much you make, It don't match your rate You got nothing to say, boy, bump your brakes My homie from Brooklyn, so he came with a shank My check cleared, yeah, on the way to the bank I just turned twenty, how big is my b-rolls? Seen so many zeros, I clutched out the bank Out of town, I got rank, L.A I keep dank Don't condone stealing, nigga, we gone cut your fucking hands She want my blood DNA in her body, no plan You gone pop this pill today, no ties, cut the strings He on molly all tan, used to do that, I'm just sayin' Thinking that shit make him mad, and his hoe pop xans She just burnt out with her man Go get some money, that's all I'm sayin' I know some niggas die for the life in the kin They watchin' from the gram when I post where I land I tote that bitch in the back of the wraith, I'm not mournin' Vibe in L.A rockin' coco, sniff' coco Me and Lil Keed used to talk on them rola Came from the bottom, I think we was broke Got my first fifty and bought me some chokers Rolling big doobs, I don't do the skimps I'm a big smoker, I don't need a roller Came first in the game, I need me a trophy Momma ain't like us get warmed up the stove Turned to a check, so they can't tell me nothin' Boy get your feet off my motherfuckin' sofa He point the blicky, but he gonna bluff it Niggas know 'round my way get ugly Them two conley road boys came from nothin' Niggas keep talkin', I don't wanna be buddy Make it go hunnid, or nigga just shut it