Want Me Dead

You know that all blue be her diamond ring Lil' shorty, she the finest thing Ah, ah Oh (QRN) I heard a nigga want me dead, huh? Well, come and see about me So much dope inside this rental, you can't see from out it I keep that heat, one in the head, huh? We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it Ha, got my rachet bitch, Miss Connie, that's my cleanin' shorty I told my jit you get a cut, buy chains No, baby, I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames It smell like pee, you smokin' dope all on the stage You know that all blue my vehicles Ha, my favorite opp dead Sister talk too much, no, I don't like the bitch Lul Timmy rolled her brother up Got stepped on in some Nike kicks Up and swing that cutter 'round and hit 'em and his wife and kids Jump Out Gang, my brother thuggin' Sosa Gang some slimey niggas Wockhardt, don't nobody drink from out my soda cup Fuck a cop car, we gon' bend the corner, hold on, bust 'em up I'm livin' life just like a rockstar Claymore by his door up, got to blow him up Aha, I don't see shit funny, we stepped on your brother Steady steppin', steady flexin' Come and up the score, Lil' Double O tote Smith & Wesson Whole hundred shots missed at the show Y'all niggas must be fuckin' cappin' I'm smokin' za pack out the O He was a stepper, but got stepped on That other rapper his big bro It's been a year, we still ain't vanished I made three hundred off of dope Ain't did a show, but I'm still havin' Fuck 300, TK4, that's what I'm reppin', spell it backwards Extension pokin' out my clothes Y'all niggas know it ain't no lackin' I'm in the 'Nolia with them smackers I heard a nigga want me dead, huh? Well, come and see about me So much dope inside this rental, you can't see from out it I keep that heat, one in the head, huh? We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it Ha, got my rachet bitch, Miss Connie, that's my cleanin' shorty I told my jit you get a cut, buy chains No, baby, I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames It smell like pee, you smokin' dope all on the stage You know that all blue my vehicles Look, I keep my eye right on the timer Quando, your mama like my mama Got beaucoup choppers for some problems Point 'em out, I'll stop 'em, I'm the dada, nigga I pick up my Bible, I'm like, "Father, I got trauma" I caught cases with my partners And got the industry wantin' to knock a nigga I'm gon' get my poles out, you gon' get your hoes out "Go kill 'em," what they told us, we murder somethin' Niggas steady claimin' they gon' do us somethin' Know anyway it go with us Youngin out his mind, he tryna fuck with somethin' Know they bitch gon' be deep when we meet Standoff, let's see, we spray the shit Wait, they leave on side the East Up close, they blow, tryna face the clique AI YoungBoy, know I go hard, strictly on that murder shit Fuck that rap boy, for our hit squad, tryna zip another bitch Bloodshed when that thirty hit See your ass, they swervin' shit GOJ, who gon' die today? That's 4KT, I know you heard of this 38, real gang baby from the dog pen All day talkin' no asthma, never get exhausted I heard a nigga want me dead, huh? Well, come and see about me So much dope inside this rental, you can't see from out it I keep that heat, one in the head, huh? We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it Ha, got my rachet bitch, Miss Connie, that's my cleanin' shorty I told my jit you get a cut, buy chains No, baby, I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames It smell like pee, you smokin' dope all on the stage You know that all blue my vehicles