50boyHeart - Mr. 50 Lyrics

Go turn my phone on airplane mode, I don't wanna talk, bitch, leave me alone
I'm in my bag, I'm in my zone
He diss on gang dat nigga gone, he diss on gang dat nigga dead
Ayy, sendin' shots about that bread, .308st, they hit his head
Ayy, call me Mr. 50, this, call me Mr. 50, that
He tried to run away from Glocks, ayy, came and caught him in the back
Ayy, free lil' bang out that cell, can't wait till we get that boy back
Ayy, free lil' dios out that cell, we call him Mr. Flippa' Pack
Ayy, catch that nigga at the store, that nigga runnin' four-flat
Ayy, cut my phone on airplane mode, I don't wanna talk, bitch, leave me alone
I'm in my bag, I'm in my zone
He diss on gang dat nigga gone, he diss on gang dat nigga dead
Send some shots about that bread, 5-5-6 gon' hit his head
Ayy, havin' motion with my brothers, take a flick, we money spread
Ayy, money spread, ayy, 5-5-6 gon' hit his head
We left him dead, ayy, cropped his ass right out the picture
Ayy, left him right there by that river, ayy, 5-5-6 gon' make him shiver
Them 6-2s go through his liver, ayy, stand on business, bout my gang
You know I'm down to earn my stripes, ayy, tryna hop up in that car
You gotta be down to take a life, they say that clutching, on them glizzys
Boy, them niggas can't even fight, ayy, real shiesty, nigga
Come through, bitch, I'm takin' all they pipes
Ayy, turn my phone on airplane mode, I don't wanna talk, bitch, leave me alone
In my bag, I'm in my zone
He diss on gang dat nigga gone, he diss on gang dat nigga dead
Send some shots about that bread, 308s they hit his head
Ayy, call me Mr. 50, bitch, call me Mr. 50 that