We don't f*ck wit niggas that run straight to the cops
Can't hold it down ten toes times two, f*ck nigga you get no props (Nah-uh)
Free my brova sil
Don't f*ck with niggas they ops
Niggas Came from the bottom, now we straight to the Top
I been on the floor in silence man, no I'll never stop
Can't give up daddy watching where I look up
Gotta' bring Guap
Basic bitches always hatin'
Cause I'm it and they not
You can call me luh Roscoe
My drip sick wit da' snot
I can't feel no competition
Lil' baby too hot
They ain't in my division everything that they not
I got it out the mud
I had to wash out the pot
I feel like roddy rich I threw my shit in the box
Niggas came from the bottom
Now we straight to the top
We don't f*ck wit niggas that run straight to the cops
Can't move like a goofy
Gotta' move wit the clock
The pain made me go harder Rest In Peace to my pop
Free my brova sil
Don't f*ck wit niggas they ops
If you can't hold it down, f*ck nigga you get no props
You can call on 6KLORR to get the shit wit the bop
I feel like I'm contagious
My drip sick wit the snot
Bitches always always hatin
Cause they know that I'm next
Turn these bitches black and blue
Got damn, my foot on they neck
Bully season man these bitches really don't want no smoke
I'm just tryna get some paper nigga, shit ain't a joke
Had to switch in my own lane
Shit ain't the same when you broke
They gon choose and they gon change
That shit a shame just stay woke
Bitch I'm back, ain't go nowhere
Better act like you know
These bitches study all the tools
But you can't be 6KLORR
Bully season man these bitches really don't want no smoke
Ima' reaper, I'm just here to watch bodies hit the floor
I'm the shit, yes I'm the shit
It can't be that hard to see
We ain't the same
These bitches lame
These bitches corn-to-the-nee
You don't really want no smoke, my gas is on 93
Bitch I smoke diesel
We not equal
You ain't harder than me
Heard you be the block
But I'm the light that keep the streets on
Grew up in that gutter
In that dirt? I kept my cleats on
Pull up in a ghost
But I don't gotta keep the sheet on
Dropping all these bangas
You gon' have to turn repeat on
Heard you be the block
But I'm the light that keep the streets on
Grew up in that gutter
In that dirt? I kept my cleats on
Pull up in a ghost
But I don't gotta keep the sheet on
Dropping all these bangas
You gon' have to turn repeat on
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We don't f*ck wit niggas that run straight to the cops
Can't hold it down ten toes times two, f*ck nigga you get no props (Nah-uh)
Free my brova sil
Don't f*ck with niggas they ops
Niggas Came from the bottom, now we straight to the Top
I been on the floor in silence man, no I'll never stop
Can't give up daddy watching where I look up
Gotta' bring Guap
Basic bitches always hatin'
Cause I'm it and they not
You can call me luh Roscoe
My drip sick wit da' snot
I can't feel no competition
Lil' baby too hot
They ain't in my division everything that they not
I got it out the mud
I had to wash out the pot
I feel like roddy rich I threw my shit in the box
Niggas came from the bottom
Now we straight to the top
We don't f*ck wit niggas that run straight to the cops
Can't move like a goofy
Gotta' move wit the clock
The pain made me go harder Rest In Peace to my pop
Free my brova sil
Don't f*ck wit niggas they ops
If you can't hold it down, f*ck nigga you get no props
You can call on 6KLORR to get the shit wit the bop
I feel like I'm contagious
My drip sick wit the snot
Bitches always always hatin
Cause they know that I'm next
Turn these bitches black and blue
Got damn, my foot on they neck
Bully season man these bitches really don't want no smoke
I'm just tryna get some paper nigga, shit ain't a joke
Had to switch in my own lane
Shit ain't the same when you broke
They gon choose and they gon change
That shit a shame just stay woke
Bitch I'm back, ain't go nowhere
Better act like you know
These bitches study all the tools
But you can't be 6KLORR
Bully season man these bitches really don't want no smoke
Ima' reaper, I'm just here to watch bodies hit the floor
I'm the shit, yes I'm the shit
It can't be that hard to see
We ain't the same
These bitches lame
These bitches corn-to-the-nee
You don't really want no smoke, my gas is on 93
Bitch I smoke diesel
We not equal
You ain't harder than me
Heard you be the block
But I'm the light that keep the streets on
Grew up in that gutter
In that dirt? I kept my cleats on
Pull up in a ghost
But I don't gotta keep the sheet on
Dropping all these bangas
You gon' have to turn repeat on
Heard you be the block
But I'm the light that keep the streets on
Grew up in that gutter
In that dirt? I kept my cleats on
Pull up in a ghost
But I don't gotta keep the sheet on
Dropping all these bangas
You gon' have to turn repeat on
Can't hold it down ten toes times two, f*ck nigga you get no props (Nah-uh)
Free my brova sil
Don't f*ck with niggas they ops
Niggas Came from the bottom, now we straight to the Top
I been on the floor in silence man, no I'll never stop
Can't give up daddy watching where I look up
Gotta' bring Guap
Basic bitches always hatin'
Cause I'm it and they not
You can call me luh Roscoe
My drip sick wit da' snot
I can't feel no competition
Lil' baby too hot
They ain't in my division everything that they not
I got it out the mud
I had to wash out the pot
I feel like roddy rich I threw my shit in the box
Niggas came from the bottom
Now we straight to the top
We don't f*ck wit niggas that run straight to the cops
Can't move like a goofy
Gotta' move wit the clock
The pain made me go harder Rest In Peace to my pop
Free my brova sil
Don't f*ck wit niggas they ops
If you can't hold it down, f*ck nigga you get no props
You can call on 6KLORR to get the shit wit the bop
I feel like I'm contagious
My drip sick wit the snot
Bitches always always hatin
Cause they know that I'm next
Turn these bitches black and blue
Got damn, my foot on they neck
Bully season man these bitches really don't want no smoke
I'm just tryna get some paper nigga, shit ain't a joke
Had to switch in my own lane
Shit ain't the same when you broke
They gon choose and they gon change
That shit a shame just stay woke
Bitch I'm back, ain't go nowhere
Better act like you know
These bitches study all the tools
But you can't be 6KLORR
Bully season man these bitches really don't want no smoke
Ima' reaper, I'm just here to watch bodies hit the floor
I'm the shit, yes I'm the shit
It can't be that hard to see
We ain't the same
These bitches lame
These bitches corn-to-the-nee
You don't really want no smoke, my gas is on 93
Bitch I smoke diesel
We not equal
You ain't harder than me
Heard you be the block
But I'm the light that keep the streets on
Grew up in that gutter
In that dirt? I kept my cleats on
Pull up in a ghost
But I don't gotta keep the sheet on
Dropping all these bangas
You gon' have to turn repeat on
Heard you be the block
But I'm the light that keep the streets on
Grew up in that gutter
In that dirt? I kept my cleats on
Pull up in a ghost
But I don't gotta keep the sheet on
Dropping all these bangas
You gon' have to turn repeat on
Writer: Bahirah Tucker
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