Had Too

(Chorus 2x)

had to quit my old bitch,she ain't believe in me

I had to break a whole one down

I had to feed my team

I had to get the last laugh

cause he was teasing me

Ran up his spot, walked off with his P's

Verse 1

I got 50 round drums all around my trap

All my **** taking shit or they still moving packs

I suggest u watch your mouth in all them petty raps

My hitta with the shit

i tell em get the strapp

We moving round the city heavy

we don't go for shit

Bunch of red rag ****

And couple crips

Big drip on my body

Shawty lo on wrist

U bitch glance at me

She on fatboy dick

12 tryna pull us over we mash on the gas

I believe in god but this demon moving fast

Im gone off that loud,got sick off a perc

Im not asap mobb, but i still put in work

(Chorus 1x)

Verse 2

Down bad i lost some packs I'm tryna get it

Told my bitch i need a favor is u with it

See them **** in the club tricking and spending

Need to know they where about and where they living

Heard the **** with the Jeep

He like to talk a lot

Like to pillow talk to these bitches

and speak bout what he got

Leave the back door open

When u get in spot

I'm walking in that bitch

I got to get the drop

Got to take it all

I ain't come here for nothing

**** run they mouth to bitches

All the humma stunting

Now I'm in your crib

U asking what I'm wanting

This big gun in your face

And that's all u come up with

(Chorus 1x)