Keep my circle real small, fake **** fall out

Yeah, I just want a bag, I just want a ball out

30 shots in the stick and I'll let em all shout

Too much snakes in the grass, gotta pluck em all out

Keep my circle real small, fake **** fall out

Yeah, I just want a bag, I just want a ball out

30 shots in the stick and I'll let em all shout

Too much snakes in the grass, gotta pluck em all out

I don't really do the friendships, I be on my own shit

Don't need a call for blicky, cause I'm rockin' with my own stick

Still got some youngins that'll run up in your home quick

Knock a sucker bitch, got her fiendin' for some long dick

Beatin' up the road, I'm in love with them blue strips

Glock 19 with a switch, came with two sticks

Used to push the bucket, now I'm slidin' in some new shit

Suckers talkin' crazy, but them pussies never shoot shit

Ain't worried bout nobody, I'm tryna ball like Yo Gotti

Told my partners just call if you don't got it

I ain't tryna lose nobody, I lost Smokey and Slid about it

Fuck around and get hit in your shit about it

Double back a couple more times, I was mobbin' with four nines

Tucked three away and stayed on go time

Now them suckers slangin' no iron, we ain't wastin' no time

If it's up, you better pray for more time

Keep my circle real small, fake **** fall out

Yeah, I just want a bag, I just want a ball out

Thirty shots in the stick, and I'll let em all shout

Too much snakes in the grass, gotta pluck em all out

Keep my circle real small, fake **** fall out

Yeah, I just want a bag, I just want a ball out

Thirty shots in the stick, and I'll let em all shout

Too much snakes in the grass, gotta pluck em all out

Too much snakes in the grass, so I gotta move with caution

Pourin' up the syrup, I ain't even been coughin

Suckers out the way, cause we up the score often

Make em wash the load for donations to the coffin

Heard he was a stepper, till we caught him, then we offed him

The sucker side ain't been the same since they lost him

Really in the field, fuck around and Randy Moss you, park up the street, let me do another walkthrough

We ain't cut the same, so don't play with my name

The type to walk you down, put your face in the frame

I got a little older, but ain't shit changed

If you ain't outside, then just stay in your lane

Yeah, I don't fuck with suckers, I just pluck em all out

Day ones in my circle, fake **** fall out

Fish scale curbservin', I just wanna ball out

I guess they still want smoke so we let it all out

Keep my circle real small, fake **** fall out

Yeah, I just wanna bag, I just wanna ball out

Thirty shots in the stick, and I'll let em all shout

Too much snakes in the grass, gotta pluck em all out

Keep my circle real small, fake **** fall out

Yeah, I just wanna bag, I just wanna ball out

Thirty shots in the stick, and I'll let em all shout

Too much snakes in the grass, gotta pluck em all out