Lyrics

I keep the strap in the trap cause I got to nigga Me & Davo we Top 2 nigga No playing I'll stand over top you niggas And I just popped two jiggas I'm lost like where did they find you niggas Must I remind you niggas Way before Insta I followed niggas Going on route leave your phone in the house When you take this ride with niggas A body on tape million views in a day I know some viral killers I know the rivals feel us She look like she wan get beside them niggas First you got to shop for niggas Come back with a Glock I'll hit it You saw me court side at the Wizards I probably finessed for them tickets But I ain't gone say that I did it that's to much I'm giving Got this lil bitch I been feeling for a minute It's time to fuck we been chilling for a minute I'm in a rush I been drilling doing missions You drop enuff and that nigga going missing Yeah aye my lil nigga a thief in the night He don't sleep in the night he been thinking bout straight war He said ain't no meaning to life he don't need a greenlight He retarded he straight going It aint even no thing I can say to him 3 blickies and he need like 8 more Now I see why my momma kept telling me Come in the house fore the street lights come on Round the way but she look like she foreign tho I still fuck from the bed to the floor tho I feel like I'm directing a porno Thank God I didn't end up with no boring hoe Off the brain everything getting toe tagged They think I'm lien they think that I wrote that Fly as fuck I should go take a Kodak Who the fuck is them I ain't cutting them no slack And I'm trying be patient they knows that And I'm tired of waiting they know that He said Davo they hiding They don't be in none of the places they always go at Well if you didn't see them then go back Spin everyday 'til they all get smoked out What I look like paying when I could've just did it the other day my own self Strapped I ain't even doing nothing I don't lack at the store or nothing This chopper the size of my lil cousin It's a immigrant shit it was born Russian Out the pussy I think I was born hustling And I'ma keep on flushing straight off the brain I feel like Gervontae Davis I could keep on punching Dammit you heard what he said Know you gotta run that back one time Yeah my heart needed a patch one time But now I just get to them racks I'm fine They offered him 5 and he took it to trail Got caught selling crack this time He looked at the crowd ain't nobody smile So he knew it was a wrap this time For a fact I'm strapped if you thinking I lack that's asinine I was getting ass at nine They ain't have no nines niggas asked for mines Half the time niggas lien They make you do half ya time by design Wish I can go back in time we be fine They gave him a rack of time he was crying I really witnessed the darkest shit God must've really looked out I could've been took out Really the darkest shit bitch keep talking bout She tryna get took out she gone need good luck He a sniper you bet not even look up Gangis kitchen don't even need a sink It's a stove in that bitch all his ass do is cook up He can eyeball a ounce he don't clock it And his rocket can't fit in his pocket How he plugged in like a socket Hot grease that nigga be Poppin Some things happen that made me a savage Since way back in the day I been dragging Bitch bent her back like she into gymnastics And just did everything you can imagine on me yeah My lil nigga a thief in the night He don't sleep in the night he been thinking bout straight war He said ain't no meaning to life he don't need a greenlight He retarded he straight going It aint even no thing I can say to him 3 blickies and he need like 8 more Now I know why my momma kept telling me Come in the house for the streets light come on
Writer(s): Dequian Mccardell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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