Pourin lean lean up in my sprite so you know im gon get
Niggas asking for handouts but they was sleepin on a?
This ain't a song about how i had to go rob to get
Said I'm different i came in the game with a whole lane
Pourin lean up in my sprite so you know im gon get lit
Niggas asking for handouts but they was sleeping on a jit
This ain't a song about how i had to rob to go get rich
Said im different I came in the game with a whole lane switch
(Time to switch the flow up)
Nigga test me jump him till he throw up
Told that nigga back up, wait a minute let me pull my racks out
Know he dissing for clout f*ck it lets go gat that nigga down
This ain't a song about how we had to let off 50 rounds
Serving all the feins niggas that go crazy for the pounds
Smoking all the opps niggas that got put 6 feet down
Spin yo cousins block rob the nigga cause this my town
(Spin yo cousins block rob the nigga cause this my town )
Im on your bothers block, like what it is like where you at?
Got yo bitches number, send a text and get you stretched
Niggas thinking they invisible we aiming for your neck I might just call your bitch to call that other bitch to get you wet
I got money now I'm up, got a bitch thats on my phone every day she tryna f*ck she a slut
In this life I had it tuff but ima ball until the end
Thats my twin why you tryna play me round like was friends
We ain't ken niggas never held me down when i was locked up in that pen
We swipe cards and we got Glocks but we don't even know the gen
Im that nigga with the plan.. the type of nigga you spin down that block and I'ma tap you in your head
My niggas droppin' out of school, but they still
Use all that lead
Niggas try to run from me, that boy he got some special legs, he special-ed
Thinkin' he finna spin, we gonna leave him dead
Calllin shythedonn, (Like What It Is) I'm tryna go and spin where my twin, nd tell luhlano hoppin out that car with gens
We ain't them, I ain't gonna talk about the shit I did
Playin' cops and robbers, you was always cops, I know you fed
I know I'm childish, I'm gettin' head, watchin' cartoons in my bed
They asked me if I'm whippin' in the kitchen, you workin' for the feds
We caught him tryin' to report back, so we stretched him and left him dead
Nigga thought he was slick, so we had to fill him up with lead
Stretched to hop and left him dead, now his mama callin' the feds
We always slidin' like some sleds, and we always aim for the head
Call up wappo and luhLano to go slide on hidin feds
Nigga tried to go ghost, so we stretched him and left him for dead
He got two shots to the head, that's what happens to little feds