Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
F*ck it, let's play, whose pockets the
Fattest
Mine on Rick Ross, yours looking the saddest
I'm a real go-getter, plays like madden
Made wassaname cry for a capping and acting
Who want me dead, I think there's plenty
Never beef about a hoe, cuz I get many
Remember late nights slidin' deep in a Chevy
Smoking Wassaname my lungs get heavy
Too much drank, got crown in my kidneys
I know how to hustle, like my first name Nipsey
Too on point, even when I'm tipsy
Slizzo counterfeit, his guns be flimsy
K.R.O. got KO'd and went night night
Meeches ran and got beat up by Popeye
Forever that three shit, it's up, if it's bout mine
Y'all record the block, y'all don't do shit to
Eastside
I be with the steppers, you chill with the rats
Hitting a Opp hoe with no strings attached
F*ck boy tripping, cuz his hoes a fan
They ain't too happy, so I guess they mad
Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
I'm a lover by heart, but killer by soul
You call yourself Loudpack, but your name is Jacob Shaul
We caught your little homie, who call himself slime
So I checked his ass, he just sat there and cried
But before that day, he told me what's up, he told me to slide
So I put on my shoes, then I stepped outside
You know me and Rico, we on that timing
Eli's a bitch, he gon' forever be hiding
After that night, no more saying slide then
You know I'm a shooter, you know I'm a rider
Next time I see you, I'ma set your ass on fire
Ask these hoes, cuz they all know, f*cking with me, cuz I'm next to blow
Paranoid, I'm off a Perc, been trying to get this goof to drop his low
I'ma let you like some fireworks cause all you gon' hear his boom
I'll spin that block with two chops, hit you with two shots
Don't try to run, just sit there and pray, cause when I aim, I don't miss
This whole clip will hit you in your spine, your hip and your brain
F*ck a tailband, nigga we tailband K
356 Baby Rico - Final Warning (feat. Mak) Lyrics
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Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
F*ck it, let's play, whose pockets the
Fattest
Mine on Rick Ross, yours looking the saddest
I'm a real go-getter, plays like madden
Made wassaname cry for a capping and acting
Who want me dead, I think there's plenty
Never beef about a hoe, cuz I get many
Remember late nights slidin' deep in a Chevy
Smoking Wassaname my lungs get heavy
Too much drank, got crown in my kidneys
I know how to hustle, like my first name Nipsey
Too on point, even when I'm tipsy
Slizzo counterfeit, his guns be flimsy
K.R.O. got KO'd and went night night
Meeches ran and got beat up by Popeye
Forever that three shit, it's up, if it's bout mine
Y'all record the block, y'all don't do shit to
Eastside
I be with the steppers, you chill with the rats
Hitting a Opp hoe with no strings attached
F*ck boy tripping, cuz his hoes a fan
They ain't too happy, so I guess they mad
Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
I'm a lover by heart, but killer by soul
You call yourself Loudpack, but your name is Jacob Shaul
We caught your little homie, who call himself slime
So I checked his ass, he just sat there and cried
But before that day, he told me what's up, he told me to slide
So I put on my shoes, then I stepped outside
You know me and Rico, we on that timing
Eli's a bitch, he gon' forever be hiding
After that night, no more saying slide then
You know I'm a shooter, you know I'm a rider
Next time I see you, I'ma set your ass on fire
Ask these hoes, cuz they all know, f*cking with me, cuz I'm next to blow
Paranoid, I'm off a Perc, been trying to get this goof to drop his low
I'ma let you like some fireworks cause all you gon' hear his boom
I'll spin that block with two chops, hit you with two shots
Don't try to run, just sit there and pray, cause when I aim, I don't miss
This whole clip will hit you in your spine, your hip and your brain
F*ck a tailband, nigga we tailband K
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
F*ck it, let's play, whose pockets the
Fattest
Mine on Rick Ross, yours looking the saddest
I'm a real go-getter, plays like madden
Made wassaname cry for a capping and acting
Who want me dead, I think there's plenty
Never beef about a hoe, cuz I get many
Remember late nights slidin' deep in a Chevy
Smoking Wassaname my lungs get heavy
Too much drank, got crown in my kidneys
I know how to hustle, like my first name Nipsey
Too on point, even when I'm tipsy
Slizzo counterfeit, his guns be flimsy
K.R.O. got KO'd and went night night
Meeches ran and got beat up by Popeye
Forever that three shit, it's up, if it's bout mine
Y'all record the block, y'all don't do shit to
Eastside
I be with the steppers, you chill with the rats
Hitting a Opp hoe with no strings attached
F*ck boy tripping, cuz his hoes a fan
They ain't too happy, so I guess they mad
Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
Ah shit, what happened
Who run faster than TJ Mally
EC ran, I think he panicked
Late nights on that, I'm with the bandits
I'm a lover by heart, but killer by soul
You call yourself Loudpack, but your name is Jacob Shaul
We caught your little homie, who call himself slime
So I checked his ass, he just sat there and cried
But before that day, he told me what's up, he told me to slide
So I put on my shoes, then I stepped outside
You know me and Rico, we on that timing
Eli's a bitch, he gon' forever be hiding
After that night, no more saying slide then
You know I'm a shooter, you know I'm a rider
Next time I see you, I'ma set your ass on fire
Ask these hoes, cuz they all know, f*cking with me, cuz I'm next to blow
Paranoid, I'm off a Perc, been trying to get this goof to drop his low
I'ma let you like some fireworks cause all you gon' hear his boom
I'll spin that block with two chops, hit you with two shots
Don't try to run, just sit there and pray, cause when I aim, I don't miss
This whole clip will hit you in your spine, your hip and your brain
F*ck a tailband, nigga we tailband K
Writer: Treyden Charbonneau, Mason Allery
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: 356 Baby Rico
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Treyden Charbonneau, Mason Allery