(Enrgy made this one)

Shit, you know the truth

I don't even know why they think they can fuck with us

It's time to put an end to all this nonsense

I left Jesus blood from his head on the concreate

All my opps bums they be shopping at the swap meet

Stop me, Bitch you better off tryna drop dead

The dawn watch me pull up in the drop head shots fired

Pull up on a block look its John Gotti mops by me

Crucify these **** do what Simons says consequences

Hood up on him with the dicks out then the condom busting

Silencers, got the Midas touch when im dropping opps

Two piece put his ass to sleep **** rock-a-bye

Everything creamy Häagen-Dazs pops on my knots

Catch you hiding at the promenade then shots get fired

Kill it with them comments on the gram like yall poppin out

Bitch we been them **** in the street you at your mommas house

**** I had 13 chops in my momma couch

Heater on me **** it got dragon breath that's a Tec

Any sense of foul play call aim it at the ref

Ugh, I said what I said

And he can't read the comments right now cause that **** dead

Ill let him hold 100 like im lending out a helping hand

Catch me at his BM house doing the Melvin dance

How you wanna war with no money?

You are not a joint

You a store runner dummy

I double parked the dawn with the scoreboard in front it

I'm a made **** do some chores for a ****

We know the truth but with the cops we dont know nothing

**** if you dont like me please let a **** know some

**** rapping about straps but they don't tote nothing

A **** keep on talking they gone make his ass a go fund

Where was you when ain't any money on my books

When i was down bad hitting houses just for nothing

The studios all booked and im sliding with my thugs

It was lick after lick little **** its not enough

Im with my **** drakeo with the metal

Came out of jail and you still not in our level

Make a **** run like he tryna win a medal

Store runners **** from they block they ain't devils

We the rebels we the **** that be wit it

You **** just started ask q we've been sinning

I just hit a lick you shoulda seen the way I did it

I ain't like these **** so dont compare me to nobody

Always keep a strap cause i heard they wanna pop me

Imma block boy hot boy like bobby

Im sticked up like hockey ain't nobody boutta rob me

Skinny **** but my pockets on swole

I remember i was down i remember i was broke

I said what i said you a bitch you a hoe

I'm walking with my shit with a stick like im old

Ay, on God

We the truth that's somethin' they better know

If we talking 'bout getting money im miles ahead of them

Opps ain't doing no sliding they scared of us

Told the bitch i ain't got no feelings im scared to trust

**** want money and jewelry but dont wanna carry no guns

You hanging wit the opps you get smoked like a camel crush

Made his bitch open up her mouth for the scammer bunch

Play with me your family gone be setting your candles up

Finesse a **** and his cuz cause im pulling up with whammies now

She'll suck dick on camera to get some cameo

I dont talk to the pigs, I'm stitched lipped that's just the code

I already know why you mad we winning yall **** old

She gave me money I gave her dick I'm a jiggalow

Long as she pay I dont care how she look I'm Deuce Bigalow

If you dont know what to do with you're bitch imma send the hoe

When she not being you're boyfriend she with tris getting physical

The Plug