Nah don't do it don't do it don't do it
I can't hesitate
When I up that fye can't miss
What you shooting at
Yeen even come out with yo blick
Flashlight on the glock
Don't move don't move
I'm tryna take a pic
I need her phone
She fine as f*ck
I'm tryna put my number in it
So tap in with me
I got em in
Lowest ticket in the city
Get out my way
I'm tryna win
Get in my way this clip gone empty
You is not my twin
Yall niggas bitches not my kind
She threw it back again
That mean this time the perfect time
It's time
Yeah young nigga handle my business
If I come outside I need a dub for a fifty
Put the shroom in my system its time to get trippy
Getting high wearing baggy clothes like the hippies
I ate it 5 minutes ago and I feel it
The way that I'm feeling might walk on the ceiling
I'm plotting tryna stay low key for the millions
In murda mountain where they drug dealing and killing
Ima tell y'all some real shit y'all better not forget
Double cup with light ice and codeine
What I like to sip
Her pussy fye
When she throw it back
Its wet as f*ck and got grip
I get fresh as a f*ck
Just to go on a trip
My day going good
Finna roll up a zip
Get smoked by these FN Blue Tips
Banana clip
Spin a block then peal
Yo lifestyle make believe not real
Go against the gang
Somebody might get killed
She want the pickle
Ima give her the dill
Don't mean drank real cause its seal
Before I played football
I been in the field
Slam dunking my shot
Shaquille O Neil
I can't hesitate
When I up that fye can't miss
What you shooting at
Yeen even come out with yo blick
Flashlight on the Glock
Don't move don't move
I'm tryna take a pic
I need her phone
She fine as f*ck
I'm tryna put my number in it
So tap in with me
I got em in
Lowest ticket in the city
Get out my way
I'm tryna win
Get in my this clip gone empty
You is not my twin
Yall niggas bitches not my kind
She threw it back again
That mean this time
The perfect time
Out in atl
You might take you some Ls
You want some respect drop some shells
You on the black tryna wait on a sale
I'm in the trap house waitin on the mail
Pull up to magic
I'm right by the kelz in the kitchen
Off of what you get high wigg
I made me a living
This that young nigga shit I'm kicking my pimpin
Come through stepping on shit
In these size tens
We gone roll up the opp pack
Again and again
Slime that boy out
He keep calling me twin
I want the new money
I don't want new friends
Get pop with this glock
It don't matter the gen
Adding it up
To the nearest ten
Spinning in style
Paper tag Benz
Yeah I'm lit
Young nigga really lit
Yeah I'm lit
Young nigga really lit
Yeah I'm lit
Young nigga really lit
You a bitch without that gun
Yeen tryna hit
Ain't talm bout nun
Ain't talm bout shit
Ima Sayless pop my shit
I can't hesitate
When I up that fye can't miss
What you shooting at
Yeen even come out with yo blick
Flashlight in the Glock
Don't move don't move
I'm tryna take a pic
I need her phone
She fine as f*ck
I'm tryna put my number in it
So tap in with me
I got em in
Lowest ticket in the city
Get out my way
I'm tryna win
Get in my way
That clip gone empty
You is not my twin
Yall niggas bitches not my kind
She threw it back again
That mean this time the perfect time