歌词
I stand on business, foot on necks I make 'em feel like George Floyd
I call a play and make him catch bullets just like he Tyler Boyd
Bitch I like stealing shit so Ian tryna get employed
I can't just have one hoe I know I got these hoes annoyed
And I uh slide for my **** I uh die for my ****
I uh ride for my **** cause I know they pulling triggers
It's some **** hating on me and he say that he a killer
Them **** talking shit about me said they better reconsider
They say woah hold on hold on lil **** slow down
They say woah hold on lil **** you doing the most now
Lil **** fuck with me I bet he get his ass blown down
had to teach his ass a lesson bitch **** I bet he know now
He say he got the sticks got the drums got the mags got the dracs
Said he gone aim two fucking shots at my face
I call a bluff on a **** cause I know that he wont spray
Tell Dai Dai get on his ass get yo pole grab the kays
Run up a bag like I'm banking or checking up in with chase
All the hoes that I fuck with they dads would be disgraced
Get any bitch from coast to coast so I cant be put in my place
**** mad I'm in first place and I'm winning like it's a race
Bitch don't run doon doon I get on yo ass
You got that gun then bitch shoot cause ain't no time to pass
Get my brothers to press a issue cause he got too many mags
The way they play with sticks **** you would think they was some fags
They say - they say woah hold on hold on lil **** slow down
They say woah hold on lil **** you doing the most now
Lil **** fuck with me I bet he get his ass blown down
had to teach his ass a lesson bitch **** I bet he know now
He say he got the sticks got the drums got the mags got the dracs
Said he gone aim two fucking shots at my face
I call a bluff on a **** cause I know that he wont spray
Tell Dai Dai get on his ass get yo pole grab the kays
I heard they spreading rumors bout me I swear to god that shit sad
I heard they spreading rumors bout me I think these lil bitches mad
Grew up broke ain't have shit but still thankful for what I had
And had god on my side so I never needed a dad
When you shoot wear a mask bullets touch him like its tag
Used to ride up in them 'yotas one day its gone be a jag
Used to penny pinch for cash was feeling just like a crab
Used to steal just for a few and go hide it up in a stash
They say woah hold on hold on lil **** slow down
They say woah hold on lil **** you doing the most now
Lil **** fuck with me I bet he get his ass blown down
had to teach his ass a lesson bitch **** I bet he know now
He say he got the sticks got the drums got the mags got the dracs
Said he gone aim two fucking shots at my face
I call a bluff on a **** cause I know that he wont spray
Tell Dai Dai get on his ass get yo pole grab the kays
Written by: Jason Nicholas
