We don't call them hats, got so much hats, man, I can knit a sweater
Bitch this S.O.G, we runnin' shit, no one could do it better
We don't give a pass, you with the opps, ya gettin' shot together
When you move like rats, the only time you niggas touch the cheddar
Diss me on the net, see me in person, and got stiff like leather
Your whole clique dismantled shit, I really thought y'all was doin' better
Sendin hits through zellle ,50 on your mail, uh
We can go shell for shell, uh, or we can meet up in hell, uh
It don't even take that long for get back, what you want him to go to jail
By the way that you movin can tell that you look like you losin', I know that you niggas gon' tell
Niggas talkin' bout Showtime this, niggas talkin' bout Showtime that
Lets talk bout how Showtime f*cked ya bitch, yeah, let's talk about that
Why these niggas always ask for beef, run to the internet
Bitch, I be 10 feet deep, up in the streets, where the f*ck you at
Shit sound like a running back, that nigga got hit he aint comin' back
All the guys that you lost, I be smokin' that , I be posted outside where the vultures at
Shotuout Melly he got him a couple hats
Need an SRT striker to finish the ending
Wherever im going got Steeze right with me
Showtime so stingy, hoe cant get a penny
Watchin' my back, because niggas gon' envy and when they gon' envy, they try to go get me
No I ain't goin', I stay with a 50
Shout to Melly, he keepin a thirty
Stay with my 9 like my name is Brock Purdy
S.O.G backdoor im doing em dirty
Niggas talkin' bout Showtime this, niggas talkin' bout Showtime that
Lets talk bout how Showtime f*cked ya, bitch, yeah, let's talk about that
Why these niggas always ask for beef, run to the internet
Bitch, I be 10 feet deep, Up in these streets, where the f*ck you at
Shit sound like a running back, that nigga got hit he aint comin' back
All the guys that you lost, I be smokin' that
I be posted outside where the vultures at
Shout to Melly , he got him a couple hats
Need an SRT striker to finish the ending
Wherever im going got Steeze right with me
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We don't call them hats, got so much hats, man, I can knit a sweater
Bitch this S.O.G, we runnin' shit, no one could do it better
We don't give a pass, you with the opps, ya gettin' shot together
When you move like rats, the only time you niggas touch the cheddar
Diss me on the net, see me in person, and got stiff like leather
Your whole clique dismantled shit, I really thought y'all was doin' better
Sendin hits through zellle ,50 on your mail, uh
We can go shell for shell, uh, or we can meet up in hell, uh
It don't even take that long for get back, what you want him to go to jail
By the way that you movin can tell that you look like you losin', I know that you niggas gon' tell
Niggas talkin' bout Showtime this, niggas talkin' bout Showtime that
Lets talk bout how Showtime f*cked ya bitch, yeah, let's talk about that
Why these niggas always ask for beef, run to the internet
Bitch, I be 10 feet deep, up in the streets, where the f*ck you at
Shit sound like a running back, that nigga got hit he aint comin' back
All the guys that you lost, I be smokin' that , I be posted outside where the vultures at
Shotuout Melly he got him a couple hats
Need an SRT striker to finish the ending
Wherever im going got Steeze right with me
Showtime so stingy, hoe cant get a penny
Watchin' my back, because niggas gon' envy and when they gon' envy, they try to go get me
No I ain't goin', I stay with a 50
Shout to Melly, he keepin a thirty
Stay with my 9 like my name is Brock Purdy
S.O.G backdoor im doing em dirty
Niggas talkin' bout Showtime this, niggas talkin' bout Showtime that
Lets talk bout how Showtime f*cked ya, bitch, yeah, let's talk about that
Why these niggas always ask for beef, run to the internet
Bitch, I be 10 feet deep, Up in these streets, where the f*ck you at
Shit sound like a running back, that nigga got hit he aint comin' back
All the guys that you lost, I be smokin' that
I be posted outside where the vultures at
Shout to Melly , he got him a couple hats
Need an SRT striker to finish the ending
Wherever im going got Steeze right with me
Bitch this S.O.G, we runnin' shit, no one could do it better
We don't give a pass, you with the opps, ya gettin' shot together
When you move like rats, the only time you niggas touch the cheddar
Diss me on the net, see me in person, and got stiff like leather
Your whole clique dismantled shit, I really thought y'all was doin' better
Sendin hits through zellle ,50 on your mail, uh
We can go shell for shell, uh, or we can meet up in hell, uh
It don't even take that long for get back, what you want him to go to jail
By the way that you movin can tell that you look like you losin', I know that you niggas gon' tell
Niggas talkin' bout Showtime this, niggas talkin' bout Showtime that
Lets talk bout how Showtime f*cked ya bitch, yeah, let's talk about that
Why these niggas always ask for beef, run to the internet
Bitch, I be 10 feet deep, up in the streets, where the f*ck you at
Shit sound like a running back, that nigga got hit he aint comin' back
All the guys that you lost, I be smokin' that , I be posted outside where the vultures at
Shotuout Melly he got him a couple hats
Need an SRT striker to finish the ending
Wherever im going got Steeze right with me
Showtime so stingy, hoe cant get a penny
Watchin' my back, because niggas gon' envy and when they gon' envy, they try to go get me
No I ain't goin', I stay with a 50
Shout to Melly, he keepin a thirty
Stay with my 9 like my name is Brock Purdy
S.O.G backdoor im doing em dirty
Niggas talkin' bout Showtime this, niggas talkin' bout Showtime that
Lets talk bout how Showtime f*cked ya, bitch, yeah, let's talk about that
Why these niggas always ask for beef, run to the internet
Bitch, I be 10 feet deep, Up in these streets, where the f*ck you at
Shit sound like a running back, that nigga got hit he aint comin' back
All the guys that you lost, I be smokin' that
I be posted outside where the vultures at
Shout to Melly , he got him a couple hats
Need an SRT striker to finish the ending
Wherever im going got Steeze right with me
Writer: Nathaniel Solomon
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