Confidential (feat. Stackboi Ty)

And we gon' keep this shit so confidential

We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential

I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you

My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses

Baby Dracos, .223s and ten millis

Man, standin' on the couches with my **** screamin' "Free the killers"

I be fuckin' hoes the day I meet 'em, I ain't no lil' ****

And I pull up to the strip and walk straight in 'cause I got pull, ****

She heard I get money, fly bitches out, and I shoot ****

I ain't scary, I'll walk up on you, ask you, "Who is you, ****?"

Ayy, I don't dance, I just throw my hoodie on and do my do, ****

Me and Stackboi fuck the same hoes, I don't ask him what he do with 'em

Finna turn you up, I'ma buy y'all hoes some liqour, I sip lean

Bitches hate it when they see me with my cup, they say I'm mean

It's my mans ho, but that pussy was so good, she on my team now

I put a button on my Glock, but I ain't finna use my beam now

And we gon' keep this shit so confidential

We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential

I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you

My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses

And we gon' keep this shit so confidential

We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential

I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you

My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses

We gon' keep this confidential

Switchy on the block, this bitch is not a pistol

You gon' catch about a hundred rounds before I'm boxin' with you (On gang)

I just stuffed the Glock with missiles, keep my fin, we out here fishin'

I don't want none of my opps in jail, I pray the judge dismiss 'em (Ayy)

Just gave bro the book, now we gon' catch her 'round her

Brodie in the kitchen spikin' boy, he think he Jeffery Dahmer

All my ice on now with an R, you couldn't press me out it

Me and TeeJaee been fuckin' on the same hoes and never spoke about it (Shit)

And we gon' keep this shit so confidential, baby, gave me head

You can go fuck on my bro and them 'cause we know how to play it

If there's a ticket on that pussy, baby, you know I'ma pay it

Never runnin' from no beef unless it's pigs, you know I fled (Skrrt)

And we gon' keep this shit so confidential

We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential

I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you

My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses

And we gon' keep this shit so confidential

We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential

I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you

My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses