Twanno.380 - Got a record Lyrics

I can't help that I self-sabotage sometimes, get in my own way
F*cked up how this shit fell apart, think bout that damn near errday
Niggas diss subliminally be rappin' shit they scared to say
Craigo popped on 44 he takin' pictures spreading' the pape
R.I.P Sometimes this shit be hard to sleep
F*cked up, we was hardly eatin'
And we took it any nigga who thought we was sweet
You better pray you don't get caught out of bounds
You better pray you don't get caught in the beef
I Suggest that you don't even kick it around Them niggas
Spin round and put him to sleep

OG told me just cause you got a record don't matter
I promised her I'ma do better F*ckin' this bitch from the back
& She told me if I do a bid, she'll send me them letters
I told her just send me the cheddar I ain't in position to be lookin' for a
Coretta
Nigga we have every Glock from 1's to 5's we finna go get some berettas
Tris inna wok I mix it
Pour a 6 inna pop no I don't got addiction
You give me advice I'll listen, if it help me with going the distance
You a pussy at heart I can tell when a nigga a bitch
His eyes be shifting
Be smoking on niggas they never even met but in person them niggas be Christian
We ain't doing em no accidental
Boa on purpose we hit em wit switches
F*ck around gon come back tomorrow make sure we get anybody who we missed
.380 big ebk, you know I get into it with anybody I'll blitz
Don't want me to spin around, what'll happen a nigga try anybody from the 6ix

I can't help that I self-sabotage sometimes, get in my own way
F*cked up how this shit fell apart, think bout that damn near errday
Niggas diss subliminally be rappin' shit they scared to say
Craigo popped on 44 he takin' pictures spreading' the pape
R.I.P
Sometimes this shit be hard to sleep F*cked up, we was hardly eatin'
And we took any nigga who thought we was sweet
You better pray you don't get caught out of bounds
You better pray you don't get caught in the beef
I Suggest that you don't even kick it around Them niggas
Spin round and put him to sleep

200 rounds, boa it's like 200 rounds right now in this Jeep
Lil' bro solid, he get innat room They gon' have to kill him before he'll speak
I'm really a villain but from over east I seen a nigga turn bitch from heat
We on a plane wit tussionex
Drunk half the cup, went straight to sleep
You f*ckin' yo paper up, chasin' that bitch She gettin' that treatment from two other niggas
I'd rather go buy srt8's and sticks you better off saving it Nigga you tripping
Ion gone lie on my momma, no, I wasn't raised this way but it didn't make a difference
Cuz niggas wanna get out they body and try us like bitches
High in the airport itching
I know a nigga a shooter when he inna streets
Go right in the jail wash dishes
Now he inna cell he dippin
That's how you can tell who got chicken
93' what I roll and don't flame but you know buy the smell it's sticky
By the way we still them Sam's niggas from the worth
Riding throwing L'z with 50's

I can't help that I self-sabotage sometimes, get in my own way
F*cked up how this shit fell apart, think bout that damn near errday
Niggas diss subliminally be rappin' shit they scared to say
Craigo popped on 44 he takin' pictures spreading' the pape
R.I.P
Sometimes this shit be hard to sleep F*cked up, we was hardly eatin'
And we took any nigga who thought we was sweet
You better pray you don't get caught out of bounds
You better pray you don't get caught in the beef
I Suggest that you don't even kick it around Them niggas
Spin round and put him to sleep