2 Man

Aye!! on a two man with my dawg, we outside plottin' on a lick Sliding reckless, looking for a opp to pop em wit a blick I could change your life with hollow tips, bussin out a stick It don't matter who I'm wit, even wit mama, let it rip I could make it rain, I could bring you pain Bullets flying everywhere, look like you at the range I got everybody looking at me hella strange It's probably cause I got blood on my shirt from a lame Choppa take you for a ride, like you just got in a Uber Gotta show you when I'm mad, I can't measure with a ruler I could send you up to God, since you love to hallelujah I could send you up to God, all it take for me to shoot ya I could pull up to your hood, with a broom, just to sweep up Them boys fell behind, damn I don't think they could keep up Bro told me to shh, keep it down, while I creep up Rolling 3 deep, me and my dawg, and this Nina Everybody round me ten toes, and they solid If you think that you see some ho in me, check your eyelid Brodie told me chill a bit, because I been wildin' Man fuck that shit, I'm bout to send em up right towards a pilot I get violent, I'm the head of the trap, I'm like Biden Come outside pussy boy, why you hiding I could pull up on you, catch a body and keep it silent You ain't cut like that, pussy boy man you ain't feeling me Use a copycat, pussy boy man use a mini me Draco on me, put holes in your body like a chimney Real G's never die, Ima live on for infinity On a two man wit my dawg, we outside plottin on a lick Sliding reckless, looking for a opp to pop em wit a blick I could change your life with hollow tips, bussin out a stick It don't matter who I'm wit, even wit mama let it rip I could make it rain, I could bring you pain Bullets flying everywhere, look like you at the range I got everybody looking at me hella strange It's probably cause I got blood on my shirt from a lame