Street Credit or Debit

Everywhere you look,

GIZER got um hooked,

In the land of submarines,

**** out here on foot,

Still screaming Free My Wolves,

I put money on their books,

Don’t be out here acting hard,

When you really know you pussy,

Never let your left hand know,

What your right hand doing,

You better be the type,

To keep um guessing,

And,

Don’t come at me half stepping,

Yeah, shit be all good,

Until, I pull a you on you,

And now ya jealous but never,

Never let your left hand know,

What your right hand doing,

You better be the type,

To keep um guessing,

And,

Don’t come at me half stepping,

Yeah, shit be all good,

Untill I pull a you on you,

And now ya jealous but never,

I got goals I have never met yet, forever striving,

Describing me in one word, petrifying,

Competition see me as a threat,

They better recognize,

Situation sticky, grab extensions,

We're going to rectify it,

As long as my pockets get Nikes,

I'll stay highly decisive,

I’m going down on my wifey,

I’m going up on my prices,

Swear to god they heard thunder,

Muzzle flash look like lightning,

Load the mag wake up the Titans,

Feel like a knockout by Tyson,

I was taught to sleep light,

But when you step, wake the whole block,

Steel toe to your front door,

Oh no, that’s a no knock,

If ya don’t know, you know nah,

We wolves regardless,

If it ain’t about the money,

Then it don’t involve us,

Never let your left hand know,

What your right hand is doing,

Ya gotta be the type,

To keep them guessing,

And,

Don’t come at me half stepping,

Yeah, shit be all good,

Until I pull a you on you,

And now ya jealous,

We got Red dots that look like,

Strawberries and cherries,

I'll aim this, bitch at your melon,

Bust your shit and get jelly,

None your soldiers ain’t ready,

We leave them dead in their barracks,

I'm a grenade in the hand,

Pull the pin, with this pen I’m deadly,

Dangerous when i'm armed,

I look like Armageddon,

Don’t write no checks your ass can’t cash,

It’s Street Credit or Debit,

Unlimited artillery,

And my lungs take unleaded,

You know it’s loud when you smell it,

You know it’s gone if I sell it,

In less than sixty seconds,

**** getting dissected,

Find out where the King headed,

Let him know he's getting beheaded,

I'll sit that bitch right next to you,

With a personal message,

Don’t ever get beside yo self,

That made me smirk when you read it,

The Glock, always my plus one,

You duck and I duck hunt,

My AK in the AC,

New Orleans where I’m from,

It’s written in stone,

I just walk it and prove it,

Bitches pop off at the mouth,

I love it more when it’s coochie,

Every day foreign cars,

Local corners I’m bending,

Exotic Pop on my cup,

It ain’t your business whats in it,

I've been married to the game,

Renew my vows and old ways,

Cause haters love to throw shade,

Like rice at weddings and bouquets,

Never let your left hand know,

What your right hand doing,

You better be the type,

To keep um guessing,

And,

Don’t come at me half stepping,

Yeah, shit be all good,

Until I pull a you on you,

And now ya jealous.