I set up the five and my shoota gonn kill
Margiela bag when I hold up the pill
Cloud-ex tee man it's hot as the grill
All black fit man I feel like the grim
Da hollow-tip bullet gonn give me a trim
That boy gotta chill or I'll send him to sill
You
You is not gang so nigga don't fit
Stop feeling sorry don't care how you feel
You said you was gang but yo couldn't keep it real
(Lame ass)
You can't even drill
(Lame ass)
Fake poppin em pills
Imma send up the lil sage he gonn drop and whip you and diss you and take your lil bitch
Imma send up the young menace gonn tag you and drop you, his stick got a switch and I swear he won't miss
That boy taking a piss
(On God)
He don't know us for real
(for real)
My shooter gon kill
When I pop out the back
(The back)
Put him in a bag
(in a bag)
Leave him in a sack
(in a sack)
With a hunnid clip mac
We don't f*ck with no rat
We stay fly like a bat
We gonn find you no map
(Man man dat boy just had to shutup man aii)
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I set up the five and my shoota gonn kill
Margiela bag when I hold up the pill
Cloud-ex tee man it's hot as the grill
All black fit man I feel like the grim
Da hollow-tip bullet gonn give me a trim
That boy gotta chill or I'll send him to sill
You
You is not gang so nigga don't fit
Stop feeling sorry don't care how you feel
You said you was gang but yo couldn't keep it real
(Lame ass)
You can't even drill
(Lame ass)
Fake poppin em pills
Imma send up the lil sage he gonn drop and whip you and diss you and take your lil bitch
Imma send up the young menace gonn tag you and drop you, his stick got a switch and I swear he won't miss
That boy taking a piss
(On God)
He don't know us for real
(for real)
My shooter gon kill
When I pop out the back
(The back)
Put him in a bag
(in a bag)
Leave him in a sack
(in a sack)
With a hunnid clip mac
We don't f*ck with no rat
We stay fly like a bat
We gonn find you no map
(Man man dat boy just had to shutup man aii)
Margiela bag when I hold up the pill
Cloud-ex tee man it's hot as the grill
All black fit man I feel like the grim
Da hollow-tip bullet gonn give me a trim
That boy gotta chill or I'll send him to sill
You
You is not gang so nigga don't fit
Stop feeling sorry don't care how you feel
You said you was gang but yo couldn't keep it real
(Lame ass)
You can't even drill
(Lame ass)
Fake poppin em pills
Imma send up the lil sage he gonn drop and whip you and diss you and take your lil bitch
Imma send up the young menace gonn tag you and drop you, his stick got a switch and I swear he won't miss
That boy taking a piss
(On God)
He don't know us for real
(for real)
My shooter gon kill
When I pop out the back
(The back)
Put him in a bag
(in a bag)
Leave him in a sack
(in a sack)
With a hunnid clip mac
We don't f*ck with no rat
We stay fly like a bat
We gonn find you no map
(Man man dat boy just had to shutup man aii)
Writer: Sain Noris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid