Gun Hill (feat. SLNC)

You know how we do it, right

Greatest, baby

Ambitious, go crazy, we ain't stoppin' that

All black, fit with the locks, I got a Glock to match

Curveballs with fast pitches, they got a lot to catch

I ain't even finished, I gotta ditch to the laundromat

Naughty coat, starter cap, gold wrist, pot attached

Talkin' cold, follow back, sendin' loads, Roger that

They ain't on my caliber, I came with a death wish

Off white bars, but the cane, I detect it

Watch what you say, cause they playin' in detectives

Pain and aggression, this lane, I'm the best at

Brushin' my shoulder off, veins gettin' hectic

Stayed authentic when the plane was domestic

Let's go, all about the funds, I scheme on the Ponzi

From stackin' dead faces to copper ghosts, where they haunt me

Bust open the pound, it's smellin' like dirty laundry

Place it on the scale, then catch a sale with my auntie

Aunt Girlie Smokey, said it messed with his breathin'

Hit it one time, then his chest get to wheezin'

Lost weight fast, hair started receding

Was hooked to dog food, man, was obsessed with the breedin'

Fuck 12, they just tryna meet their quota

Had dime bags, the same size as Ricolas

Light green bulb with fuzzy hairs like Yoda

Beggin' grams like groceries, catch the sale at Grover's

Uh, losin' patience, got tired of waitin'

Watch on in real life, just with no box station

**** look up to me, but they flow basic

Heard it all through the grapevine while at the wine tasting

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