[ Featuring RisenGrxve ]
Plottin', tryna come up on my wealth,
Homie bailed on the lick,
Fine, I'll do it by myself
Mask on the face, strap on the belt,
Slide, how we getting inside
A few different routes
We could just wait for the bitch to leave town
Or creep on the house while they sleep
Run in and just take it all out
If he try to scream, put a gun in his mouth
Then leave the house with my cum on his couch
Cause I f*cked his bitch right after I robbed him
Ran off with the bag like it wasn't no problem
Big ol' strap, send that boy to the doctor
Came out the swamp
Bitch, I'm a monster, straight out the swamp
I sip muddy water, straight out of Texas
They running with choppers
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
(we from that... we'll put that...)
(we from that... we'll put that...)
Said it's Schrodinger's bullet in the barrel of my gun
Will it kill you, will it not
We don't know yet, will you run
I got dreams, I got plots
I got weight that weighs a ton
I do beans, they smoke rocks
In the city that I'm from
I sip lean, I smoke za
That explains how I've become
I'm just doing what I was taught
Tryna get my money up
So I just bought a brand new Glock
Come on grxve, let's run it up
We from that 713
This place could really f*ck you up
Let's get it
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
Seven-one-three, got my dick in your spleen, bitch
(I never had hope, I only had dope)
(I never had hope, I only had dope)
