Lyrics

Fuck a nigga kill em quick like that's a minute man Yeah we been on top but still goin spin like that's a ceiling fan How you rap bout money and you broke like I don't understand Boy you ain't my brother I might kill you for my other mans Told lil bro be safe these younger bitches think they grown huh Can't give out my number she keep playing on my phone huh Double G my gang going catch a body for my Bros huh Boy you always cap just tryna keep up with the jones Just watching him pretend like he goin shoot but he goin fold Never had no friends I just prefer to be alone He wanna make amends I swear he tryna be my clone All my bitches 10 but i might treat her like a fo' Shooting first to leave no witness Riding dirty like the dishes I was tryna kill my opps so i was asking for forgiveness I was riding super hot attracting cops cause i was tinted Like three rivers in my city you'll be swimming with the fish She sending pictures of her titties I ain't even save the digits Keep sending pictures of the kitty I'm allergic to them kittens In the field can't leave no trace plus it's so cold so I need mittens Taking pills all to the face that shit got old I had to quit it The youngest nigga I can't take no shit cause niggas bitches On my own I ain't splitting no poles I'm superstitious I know it hurt my nana for me to tell her I'm not religious She be telling me bout talking to people but I don't listen I was bad now i stay in my bag done got em wishin Ain't no class but I always do math and handle business Like they extort please don't come off the porch we in the trenches I'll goto war wit my guys on the north that's how I'm livin I'm wit drose put that shit on my soul that he my nigga I'm wit glo gotta stick to the code there ain't no switching I got the word I was smoking some herb can't give no limit Sippin syrup In the ride ima swerve Cause i was dippin I'm superb wit the Drip ima bird I'm double dripping Niggas lame I pull up wit the strap like Scottie pippen I cant be plain i want diamonds for my gums I need the dentist We just ran up in his crib and he don't even know who did it I came up and now they treat me like I'm different I was central in my hood they telling me don't be a menace Sending sending shots but I was young aint have no aim and i was missin Get up closer then it's over i don't like to shoot from distance I'm wit coke... Hold up pussy I'm wit distint Make some munna my intentions Super dirty i be dippin Hold up i forgot to mention...
Writer(s): Derrick Smith-clark Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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