(Haaa)
Y'all know I had to kill these pussy niggas on this track right ?
(Lil Rey) (Haaa)
I'm onnat, bitch you sleep, Rest in peace, bitch I'm from da streets.
Shadey Mob Beast, on hot shit like some f*cking grease.
Folding niggas up, like a crease, bitch da opps deceased.
Pull up wit dem choppas clappin like dey inna f*cking sheets.
When it's up to me, it's whateva, niggas can't get up wit me.
Can't f*ck wit me, you know wassup wit me, don't test yo luck wit me.
It's rough wit me, don't act tuff wit me, can't take no puff wit me.
I don't fw pussy niggas, nigga f*ck yo company.
Catastrophes, breaking niggas y'all sum f*cking glass to me.
Big clouds, Gas Blunts, Reggie don't get passed to me.
Rep da mob, dets da gang, you know dey gone blast for me.
I'm det nigga, trillest figure, man you niggas trash to me.
Bitch I'm really wit da shits, it ain't no niggas gassin me.
Run up a check, on they necks, I'm a f*cking masterpiece.
Run da streets, King of Oakland, I'm your f*cking majesty.
Smoking opps, I'm in yo hood & niggas still can't capture me.
Big loc, big bullets, we gone make em choke.
Pull up on yo bloc, hop out the doe, make em have a stroke.
Man these pussy niggas f*cking broke, they ain't f*cking woke.
Berettas what we tote, get cho hoe cause I'm da f*cking
GOAT.
Got her on a leash, wheneva I say, she gone f*cking go.
Niggas talking shit, I flip they shit, like they inna BOAT.
Stating I won't blow, what the f*ck, niggas must be slow.
Drop em, he get smoked, body twisted like a f*cking rope.
I see something, I want it, bitch you know I'm copping it.
Ain't stopping shit, you niggas stupid tried to take a shot but missed.
F*ck the opposites, my killas come it's an apocalypse.
Blue beam, aimed his temple, you know dat I'm popping shit.
T'd up, got ma heat tucked, I leave em heat struck.
Da team up, call em up, we gone leave him pieced up.
Re-up'd, got my green up, made my jeans bust.
F*ck them niggas I'm outside they shit this ain't dream cuh.
Big crip, C's up, they don't wanna see us.
Rock det blue, niggas slobbin, we gone make em clean up.
Bullets loaded & dey they popping, like we cooking beans up.
I'm done rapping wit em, crack em, like I cracked my screen up.
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(Haaa)
Y'all know I had to kill these pussy niggas on this track right ?
(Lil Rey) (Haaa)
I'm onnat, bitch you sleep, Rest in peace, bitch I'm from da streets.
Shadey Mob Beast, on hot shit like some f*cking grease.
Folding niggas up, like a crease, bitch da opps deceased.
Pull up wit dem choppas clappin like dey inna f*cking sheets.
When it's up to me, it's whateva, niggas can't get up wit me.
Can't f*ck wit me, you know wassup wit me, don't test yo luck wit me.
It's rough wit me, don't act tuff wit me, can't take no puff wit me.
I don't fw pussy niggas, nigga f*ck yo company.
Catastrophes, breaking niggas y'all sum f*cking glass to me.
Big clouds, Gas Blunts, Reggie don't get passed to me.
Rep da mob, dets da gang, you know dey gone blast for me.
I'm det nigga, trillest figure, man you niggas trash to me.
Bitch I'm really wit da shits, it ain't no niggas gassin me.
Run up a check, on they necks, I'm a f*cking masterpiece.
Run da streets, King of Oakland, I'm your f*cking majesty.
Smoking opps, I'm in yo hood & niggas still can't capture me.
Big loc, big bullets, we gone make em choke.
Pull up on yo bloc, hop out the doe, make em have a stroke.
Man these pussy niggas f*cking broke, they ain't f*cking woke.
Berettas what we tote, get cho hoe cause I'm da f*cking
GOAT.
Got her on a leash, wheneva I say, she gone f*cking go.
Niggas talking shit, I flip they shit, like they inna BOAT.
Stating I won't blow, what the f*ck, niggas must be slow.
Drop em, he get smoked, body twisted like a f*cking rope.
I see something, I want it, bitch you know I'm copping it.
Ain't stopping shit, you niggas stupid tried to take a shot but missed.
F*ck the opposites, my killas come it's an apocalypse.
Blue beam, aimed his temple, you know dat I'm popping shit.
T'd up, got ma heat tucked, I leave em heat struck.
Da team up, call em up, we gone leave him pieced up.
Re-up'd, got my green up, made my jeans bust.
F*ck them niggas I'm outside they shit this ain't dream cuh.
Big crip, C's up, they don't wanna see us.
Rock det blue, niggas slobbin, we gone make em clean up.
Bullets loaded & dey they popping, like we cooking beans up.
I'm done rapping wit em, crack em, like I cracked my screen up.
Y'all know I had to kill these pussy niggas on this track right ?
(Lil Rey) (Haaa)
I'm onnat, bitch you sleep, Rest in peace, bitch I'm from da streets.
Shadey Mob Beast, on hot shit like some f*cking grease.
Folding niggas up, like a crease, bitch da opps deceased.
Pull up wit dem choppas clappin like dey inna f*cking sheets.
When it's up to me, it's whateva, niggas can't get up wit me.
Can't f*ck wit me, you know wassup wit me, don't test yo luck wit me.
It's rough wit me, don't act tuff wit me, can't take no puff wit me.
I don't fw pussy niggas, nigga f*ck yo company.
Catastrophes, breaking niggas y'all sum f*cking glass to me.
Big clouds, Gas Blunts, Reggie don't get passed to me.
Rep da mob, dets da gang, you know dey gone blast for me.
I'm det nigga, trillest figure, man you niggas trash to me.
Bitch I'm really wit da shits, it ain't no niggas gassin me.
Run up a check, on they necks, I'm a f*cking masterpiece.
Run da streets, King of Oakland, I'm your f*cking majesty.
Smoking opps, I'm in yo hood & niggas still can't capture me.
Big loc, big bullets, we gone make em choke.
Pull up on yo bloc, hop out the doe, make em have a stroke.
Man these pussy niggas f*cking broke, they ain't f*cking woke.
Berettas what we tote, get cho hoe cause I'm da f*cking
GOAT.
Got her on a leash, wheneva I say, she gone f*cking go.
Niggas talking shit, I flip they shit, like they inna BOAT.
Stating I won't blow, what the f*ck, niggas must be slow.
Drop em, he get smoked, body twisted like a f*cking rope.
I see something, I want it, bitch you know I'm copping it.
Ain't stopping shit, you niggas stupid tried to take a shot but missed.
F*ck the opposites, my killas come it's an apocalypse.
Blue beam, aimed his temple, you know dat I'm popping shit.
T'd up, got ma heat tucked, I leave em heat struck.
Da team up, call em up, we gone leave him pieced up.
Re-up'd, got my green up, made my jeans bust.
F*ck them niggas I'm outside they shit this ain't dream cuh.
Big crip, C's up, they don't wanna see us.
Rock det blue, niggas slobbin, we gone make em clean up.
Bullets loaded & dey they popping, like we cooking beans up.
I'm done rapping wit em, crack em, like I cracked my screen up.
Writer: Lamon Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Lamon Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Lamon Dean