Came to Conquer (feat. DaHoudini)

Bitch, I'ma ball I cannot fail Keep a .40 on me, bet you could tell How could I sit 'round you niggas and chill? When I got twenty other niggas to hail I got twenty other niggas in jail Couple niggas need 'em racks for the bail So I'm servin' whether snow in the hail 'Cause she from out of state, came in the mail Diamonds like water, I feel like it's rainin' Bitch, I'ma trapper but rapper in trainin' Keepin' the strap for the rats and complaining 'Cause I don't give a fuck 'bout the crap that you sayin' All of my youngin's be clappin' and sprayin' So fuck up the GTA, your cats be playing Trust me it's true, nigga, facts had we laying The news caught us lackin' at different locations Got them bitches sayin', "Sing to me, nigga" Rollin' woods, like I'm rollin' off drigga Under stripes, I ain't talking no tigger Foreign Benz, think first, you come with us Shordys working like a symphony, nigga Chose the main, 'cause the game plan was bigger She ain't payin', why the fuck is you with us? Cut 'em off like a nigga had with scissors Hop out the side, will you slide to the top? This fully auto, leave your semi at dot My niggas rollin', now the spots gettin' hot I had to leave the fully auto at pogs Hatin' niggas, always calling the cops My niggas slippin', getting followed and stopped Chase came quick ready to lob Know they chattin' 'cause the auto was lost Nigga, I'm ridin' with nothin' but felonies Gave the one thing, know you smellin' me Tell me what's up with the jealousy? Got it off the pot, then them telly fees Don't gang bang, but it's better bees Still gang gang with the fellow C's Got hard rock to the cocaine Servin' dog food like it's Pedigree Fuck nigga Yeah, fuck nigga Servin' dog food like it's Pedigree Fuck nigga Yeah, fuck nigga Bet you could tell Bitch, I'ma ball I cannot fail Keep a .40 on me, bet you could tell How could I sit 'round you niggas and chill? When I got twenty other niggas to hail I got twenty other niggas in jail Couple niggas need 'em racks for the bail So I'm servin' whether snow in the hail 'Cause she from out of state, came in the mail Bitch, I'ma ball Not fallin' off Didn't want hard, so I turned it to soft Thumpin' the opps, dubbiez all in my cuff I'm in all black, coming like I'ma goth First of the month, ring, ring, Fred He says, "Circle around his ends" Tellin' me, "Don't bring no friends" Tellin' me, "He's not for them" So I went, got ten reds Left the spot, saw the feds Looking down right at the ground Cause they ain't getting my attention I ain't tryna feel it, found myself in South Detention Might do a couple months up in the dip to be in trenches Trap game, Wassi, programmed like a Nazi Pigs they know the pollies, but wanna solve the bodies I just want a Masi' and some 'Rari's Turnin' up in all the TT parties I'm applying pressure Wit' the crodie Pressa Plug named Hector With me for the better Stop fuckin' with that fella, he a wasteman Took her heart, then made them Cyclops to X-Men Bitch, I'ma ball I cannot fail Keep a .40 on me, bet you could tell How could I sit 'round you niggas and chill? When I got twenty other niggas to hail I got twenty other niggas in jail Couple niggas need 'em racks for the bail So I'm servin' whether snow in the hail 'Cause she from out of state, came in the mail Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch, I'ma ball I cannot fail Keep a .40 on me, bet you could tell How could I sit 'round you niggas and chill? When I got twenty other niggas to hail I got twenty other niggas in jail Couple niggas need 'em racks for the bail So I'm servin' whether snow in the hail 'Cause she from out of state, came in the mail Came in the mail