(Mvmbo)
Got my respect from all the killers I done turned the city up
I ain't on a hit if they ain't droppin' more than 50 plus
Put that button on your man, let's place a bet he ain't gettin up
If the Glock don't do the job, I bet this chop'll send him up
When you got a button, you just tap it, now it's rollin'
Heard your man lacked out had too much lean inside his soda
If he diss the guys, then boy, believe me, that shit over
Bullets rearrange your body, caught one to the shoulder
I let off like 30 shots, and that shit popped him in his mit
Ima use the Glock because they said the Drac, it got a kick
Heard your man he got the belt, and all you did was drop a diss
Shit, they said that he got class, we'll get his lil ass dismissed
We gon' take that nigga out, just cause he claim that he a top opp
Spinnin' back to back up in the V, tryna get my Glock hot
Tryna find a ghost land, look up on the opp block
Ain't no reck up on that side man them niggas throwin pop shots
My lil bro he want a head man I swear that's all he know
Ain't no passes for that dissing , diss the dead you gotta go
Let that shit die down, but now we heating up the beef
I want bodies for my friends no I ain't tryn' promote the peace
I ain't copping out to shit until that whole side deceased
Startin 5 full of hoopers bitch my whole side elite
Talkin dirty on these beats or I can hop up in the seat
(Talkin dirty on these beats or I can hop up in the seat)
Bro gon' play the front seat, but shit, I choose to play the back
When we hoppin out this Johnny best believe we catch a hat
We ain't smokin' on that boy no more, because that nigga plat
Shit, we caught him by surprise, ain't got no time to go react
I'm a problem on these beats, and I'm a problem in that backseat
The opps they known for trolling niggas, then they turn to athletes
He ain't on his block, you might just catch him at a track meet
Shit, I thought he got away, we caught him loafing on the backstreet
Backstreet baby we caught that nigga by surprise
I ain't even smokin on that boy, cause he don't get me high
Said you miss your dead friends, go take a look up in the sky
Shit we gotta' thaw him out, then best believe he gettin' fried nigga
And best believe he gettin fried
Nike Ski Mask, Bathing Ape
All black be my disguise
You can't walk up in my shoes, cause we a whole different size
Uh uh, and we a whole different size
Yeah
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English
(Mvmbo)
Got my respect from all the killers I done turned the city up
I ain't on a hit if they ain't droppin' more than 50 plus
Put that button on your man, let's place a bet he ain't gettin up
If the Glock don't do the job, I bet this chop'll send him up
When you got a button, you just tap it, now it's rollin'
Heard your man lacked out had too much lean inside his soda
If he diss the guys, then boy, believe me, that shit over
Bullets rearrange your body, caught one to the shoulder
I let off like 30 shots, and that shit popped him in his mit
Ima use the Glock because they said the Drac, it got a kick
Heard your man he got the belt, and all you did was drop a diss
Shit, they said that he got class, we'll get his lil ass dismissed
We gon' take that nigga out, just cause he claim that he a top opp
Spinnin' back to back up in the V, tryna get my Glock hot
Tryna find a ghost land, look up on the opp block
Ain't no reck up on that side man them niggas throwin pop shots
My lil bro he want a head man I swear that's all he know
Ain't no passes for that dissing , diss the dead you gotta go
Let that shit die down, but now we heating up the beef
I want bodies for my friends no I ain't tryn' promote the peace
I ain't copping out to shit until that whole side deceased
Startin 5 full of hoopers bitch my whole side elite
Talkin dirty on these beats or I can hop up in the seat
(Talkin dirty on these beats or I can hop up in the seat)
Bro gon' play the front seat, but shit, I choose to play the back
When we hoppin out this Johnny best believe we catch a hat
We ain't smokin' on that boy no more, because that nigga plat
Shit, we caught him by surprise, ain't got no time to go react
I'm a problem on these beats, and I'm a problem in that backseat
The opps they known for trolling niggas, then they turn to athletes
He ain't on his block, you might just catch him at a track meet
Shit, I thought he got away, we caught him loafing on the backstreet
Backstreet baby we caught that nigga by surprise
I ain't even smokin on that boy, cause he don't get me high
Said you miss your dead friends, go take a look up in the sky
Shit we gotta' thaw him out, then best believe he gettin' fried nigga
And best believe he gettin fried
Nike Ski Mask, Bathing Ape
All black be my disguise
You can't walk up in my shoes, cause we a whole different size
Uh uh, and we a whole different size
Yeah
Got my respect from all the killers I done turned the city up
I ain't on a hit if they ain't droppin' more than 50 plus
Put that button on your man, let's place a bet he ain't gettin up
If the Glock don't do the job, I bet this chop'll send him up
When you got a button, you just tap it, now it's rollin'
Heard your man lacked out had too much lean inside his soda
If he diss the guys, then boy, believe me, that shit over
Bullets rearrange your body, caught one to the shoulder
I let off like 30 shots, and that shit popped him in his mit
Ima use the Glock because they said the Drac, it got a kick
Heard your man he got the belt, and all you did was drop a diss
Shit, they said that he got class, we'll get his lil ass dismissed
We gon' take that nigga out, just cause he claim that he a top opp
Spinnin' back to back up in the V, tryna get my Glock hot
Tryna find a ghost land, look up on the opp block
Ain't no reck up on that side man them niggas throwin pop shots
My lil bro he want a head man I swear that's all he know
Ain't no passes for that dissing , diss the dead you gotta go
Let that shit die down, but now we heating up the beef
I want bodies for my friends no I ain't tryn' promote the peace
I ain't copping out to shit until that whole side deceased
Startin 5 full of hoopers bitch my whole side elite
Talkin dirty on these beats or I can hop up in the seat
(Talkin dirty on these beats or I can hop up in the seat)
Bro gon' play the front seat, but shit, I choose to play the back
When we hoppin out this Johnny best believe we catch a hat
We ain't smokin' on that boy no more, because that nigga plat
Shit, we caught him by surprise, ain't got no time to go react
I'm a problem on these beats, and I'm a problem in that backseat
The opps they known for trolling niggas, then they turn to athletes
He ain't on his block, you might just catch him at a track meet
Shit, I thought he got away, we caught him loafing on the backstreet
Backstreet baby we caught that nigga by surprise
I ain't even smokin on that boy, cause he don't get me high
Said you miss your dead friends, go take a look up in the sky
Shit we gotta' thaw him out, then best believe he gettin' fried nigga
And best believe he gettin fried
Nike Ski Mask, Bathing Ape
All black be my disguise
You can't walk up in my shoes, cause we a whole different size
Uh uh, and we a whole different size
Yeah
Writer: Ja Glizz
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