Yeah

These **** ain't believe me

Ayy, 6ix, turn me up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, come with me, yeah (Hey, Reggi)

I beat the odds, I'm happy I did that shit

Go ask the label, whatever I say in my songs, they know that I live that shit

They in the car, but they not tryna come through the 'yo 'cause they know we gon' flip that bitch

Two compacts and they both G30s, you know I be shootin' a big-ass glick

Way before the deal, I was shootin' my shit

I could show you how to bounce, I could show you how to blitz

Don't think, just jump out the back of that bitch

If an opp **** trip, you get up with your stick

When you're workin' your feet, you just come up with shit

Soon as I get the head, I'ma one-up the bitch

I'ma get out your bed if you not suckin' dick

And that's when I'ma joke her and call her some shit

She say, "Who you is you?" And I tell her, "A lick"

I think 'bout the men and how they could get far

**** know when it's smoke, we be takin' it far

**** steal out the pack, put his hand in the jar

I don't like finessers, I send 'em to God

I'm still on the block, a couple **** barred

It's either they hot or they ass got robbed

I know when you stuck in the jungle, it's hard

Makin' sure I pray at the crack of the dawn

**** talkin' crazy and not even sinnin'

Don't play with a **** like me, I'm a villain

Put a B on the back, when I roll it, I keep on spinnin'

Got two hands tight on this bitch when I hit it

I just got out, but I'm back on the mission

Catch my opp, if he slouch, I'm whippin'

Empty a whole damn clip in his head, then tell my judge to please forgive me

I beat the odds, I'm happy I did that shit

Go ask the label, whatever I say in my songs, they know that I live that shit

They in the car, but they not tryna come through the 'yo 'cause they know we gon' flip that bitch

Two compacts and they both G30s, you know I be shootin' a big-ass glick

Way before the deal, I was shootin' my shit

I could show you how to bounce, I could show you how to blitz

Don't think, just jump out the back of that bitch

If an opp **** trip, you get up with your stick

When you're workin' your feet, you just come up with shit

Soon as I get the head, I'ma one-up the bitch

I'ma get out your bed if you not suckin' dick

And that's when I'ma joke her and call her some shit

She say, "Who you is you?" And I tell her, "A lick"

Yeah, Wopo got pull, I'm the one in the spot

Hyped up, outside, two handguns, strapped

I went through they shit, they ain't never come back

I done did shit to 'em they ain't never done back

Chopper like a monkey, this bitch'll attack

I ain't doin' shit 'til I make this a lot

My shit out the ocean, you touch it and die

.40 or a 10 on my hip, I decide

**** tryna bluff and then don't go slide

You be 'round us, you gon' get in that ride

If you ain't a shooter, your ass gon' drive

You ain't doin' neither, you're gettin' retired

Say you don't believe me, then hop out of line

I'ma take it back, I was hoppin' out firin'

Tears in the cell from how it's designed

I wish I could go get the men, I ain't lyin'

I beat the odds, I'm happy I did that shit

Go ask the label, whatever I say in my songs, they know that I live that shit

They in the car, but they not tryna come through the 'yo 'cause they know we gon' flip that bitch

Two compacts and they both G30s, you know I be shootin' a big-ass glick

Way before the deal, I was shootin' my shit

I could show you how to bounce, I could show you how to blitz

Don't think, just jump out the back of that bitch

If an opp **** trip, you get up with your stick

When you're workin' your feet, you just come up with shit

Soon as I get the head, I'ma one-up the bitch

I'ma get out your bed if you not suckin' dick

And that's when I'ma joke her and call her some shit

She say, "Who you is you?" And I tell her, "A lick"

****

Give a fuck what they talkin' 'bout, ****

Nah, for real

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