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Don't matter (The Heroes) It's been a lil' minute Bitch nigga, but I'm still with it Stop flaggin', you know what city Drive back of the 'Bach with no limit Cut off that fake shit, I ain't with it Lako (Lako) It's been a lil' minute Bitch nigga, but I'm still with it We looking for opps Young niggas lettin' off shots They don't give a fuck 'bout the cops We clutchin' them mops Bitch, if you lack at the trap We takin' whatever you got We catch him, he drop They aimin' straight at your top No dissin', we told him to stop Hop out on his block Up with the stick or the Glock Don't matter, somebody gettin' shot We looking for opps Young niggas lettin' off shots They don't give a fuck 'bout the cops We clutchin' them mops Bitch, if you lack at the trap We takin' whatever you got We catch him, he drop They aimin' straight at your top No dissin', we told him to stop Hop out on his block Up with the stick or the Glock Don't matter, somebody gettin' shot Fuck all the cops I know they hope we gon' stop, but the way that I'm livin', I'm not We stop on his block Catch him, hop out with the Glock, and put that lil' bitch in a box You think you gon' plot He gotta be out of his top, the stick knock him out of his socks I'm tryna turn a bitch nigga head hot Brand new stick came with a red dot We in that field I do this shit here for real Bitch, I'm tryna catch me a kill Don't come where I live Young nigga slangin' that steel You play with your life and get killed Shit get real Know steppers who chew on them pills And they'll come lay at your crib Up from the hip, blow off his ribs Hop in the whip, now your mama in tears All of my niggas get straight to the business We got the mops and they come with extensions Clear the whole street, we ain't leavin' a witness Hated by many, they say I'm a menace Won't check in when I come to your city You and all them bitch niggas gon' get it This Draco hold way more than 20 So when I aim at your head, I won't miss it We looking for opps Young niggas lettin' off shots They don't give a fuck 'bout the cops We clutchin' them mops Bitch, if you lack at the trap We takin' whatever you got We catch him, he drop They aimin' straight at your top No dissin', we told him to stop Hop out on his block Up with the stick or the Glock Don't matter, somebody gettin' shot We looking for opps Young niggas lettin' off shots They don't give a fuck 'bout the cops We clutchin' them mops Bitch, if you lack at the trap We takin' whatever you got We catch him, he drop They aimin' straight at your top No dissin', we told him to stop Hop out on his block Up with the stick or the Glock Don't matter, somebody gettin' shot We looking for opps Glock 23, body drop We spinnin' again, can't stop Keep talkin' with your chest Sleepin' with the ho, got the drop Real niggas hot stop Fallin' out in public Sending out them shots We up, new, next to drop Them niggas be snitches All of them niggas some bitches All of them niggas some bitches All of my niggas sharpshooters All of my niggas go-getters Clique full of steppers, ain't nothin' to come get you Ridin' in this bag, no, this not a rental My shooters legendary, bitch niggas some beginners Always dissin' when he really pretendin' He came on the block, send them niggas go get him Always dissin' when he really pretendin' He came on the block, send them niggas go get him Steady screamin' out fuck the opps Face shot a nigga right in front of cops Cold-hearted, cold body, it's a bloody bloody murder Got some shit I hop out with Somethin' you never ever heard of Catch his ass, drop his ass Put him on the news, now he heard of We looking for opps Young niggas lettin' off shots They don't give a fuck 'bout the cops We clutchin' them mops Bitch, if you lack at the trap We takin' whatever you got We catch him, he drop They aimin' straight at your top No dissin', we told him to stop Hop out on his block Up with the stick or the Glock Don't matter, somebody gettin' shot We looking for opps Young niggas lettin' off shots They don't give a fuck 'bout the cops We clutchin' them mops Bitch, if you lack at the trap We takin' whatever you got We catch him, he drop They aimin' straight at your top No dissin', we told him to stop Hop out on his block Up with the stick or the Glock Don't matter, somebody gettin' shot Lako, Lako
Writer(s): Javorius Scott, Keyanta Bullard, Otis Hinton, Olalekan Akinyokunbo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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