Told my Exes I was going up they ain't believe in me
Don't ask me what's in my cup tell me when you seeing me
I got bags under my eyes you gon come and sleep with me
I got bags on my opps they get smoked Immediately
I run with niggas like Pablo I ain't talking Petey P
I'm in your city in a Tahoe sliding down on every street
And my brother get to blanking see a nigga we don't vibe
I be on that same shit we back to back we side to side
Chopper ringing like a phone you hope you never get a call
Can't find no bitch in my blood I know I'm realer than all of y'all
I grew up around thugs, around some killers and some gangbangers
See I make the plays I wanna make cause I'm the game changer
Trust me they gon pop shit like they tough until I pop up
JR so you know what's in my blood look my pops up
Imma twist em up then smoke em up like a Rasta
Know some niggas wanna be like Slim call em imposters
I ain't f*cking around with these rappers won't get no verse from me
I just got a new gun send me his name he'll be the first to see
If I'm the f*cking problem guarantee won't be no worst than me
Put you bitches all up in the air come get this smoke it's free
Told my Exes I was going up they ain't believe in me
Don't ask me what's in my cup tell me when you seeing me
I got bags under my eyes you gon come and sleep with me
I got bags on my opps they get smoked Immediately
They get smoked a lot that bitch my favorite strand you gotta see
I might choke your block have your favorite hitters trynna breathe
He gon die for clout, well I guess that bitch gon die for me
Yo lady say you cap, trynna get that bitch go down for me
I might die before my time Aye just don't forget my name
Imma always f*cking lie to keep my niggas out them chains
I can't put up with these bitches they gon drive the boy insane
Hit your block with nothing but switches bet that shit won't look the same
I might get drunk and whack a nigga I might get Quan to whack a nigga
When I'm back home I don't need no pistol but I still keep me a hitter
If I die in my own city won't be no city no more
Burn that bitch to the ground I wanna see all the smoke
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Told my Exes I was going up they ain't believe in me
Don't ask me what's in my cup tell me when you seeing me
I got bags under my eyes you gon come and sleep with me
I got bags on my opps they get smoked Immediately
I run with niggas like Pablo I ain't talking Petey P
I'm in your city in a Tahoe sliding down on every street
And my brother get to blanking see a nigga we don't vibe
I be on that same shit we back to back we side to side
Chopper ringing like a phone you hope you never get a call
Can't find no bitch in my blood I know I'm realer than all of y'all
I grew up around thugs, around some killers and some gangbangers
See I make the plays I wanna make cause I'm the game changer
Trust me they gon pop shit like they tough until I pop up
JR so you know what's in my blood look my pops up
Imma twist em up then smoke em up like a Rasta
Know some niggas wanna be like Slim call em imposters
I ain't f*cking around with these rappers won't get no verse from me
I just got a new gun send me his name he'll be the first to see
If I'm the f*cking problem guarantee won't be no worst than me
Put you bitches all up in the air come get this smoke it's free
Told my Exes I was going up they ain't believe in me
Don't ask me what's in my cup tell me when you seeing me
I got bags under my eyes you gon come and sleep with me
I got bags on my opps they get smoked Immediately
They get smoked a lot that bitch my favorite strand you gotta see
I might choke your block have your favorite hitters trynna breathe
He gon die for clout, well I guess that bitch gon die for me
Yo lady say you cap, trynna get that bitch go down for me
I might die before my time Aye just don't forget my name
Imma always f*cking lie to keep my niggas out them chains
I can't put up with these bitches they gon drive the boy insane
Hit your block with nothing but switches bet that shit won't look the same
I might get drunk and whack a nigga I might get Quan to whack a nigga
When I'm back home I don't need no pistol but I still keep me a hitter
If I die in my own city won't be no city no more
Burn that bitch to the ground I wanna see all the smoke
Don't ask me what's in my cup tell me when you seeing me
I got bags under my eyes you gon come and sleep with me
I got bags on my opps they get smoked Immediately
I run with niggas like Pablo I ain't talking Petey P
I'm in your city in a Tahoe sliding down on every street
And my brother get to blanking see a nigga we don't vibe
I be on that same shit we back to back we side to side
Chopper ringing like a phone you hope you never get a call
Can't find no bitch in my blood I know I'm realer than all of y'all
I grew up around thugs, around some killers and some gangbangers
See I make the plays I wanna make cause I'm the game changer
Trust me they gon pop shit like they tough until I pop up
JR so you know what's in my blood look my pops up
Imma twist em up then smoke em up like a Rasta
Know some niggas wanna be like Slim call em imposters
I ain't f*cking around with these rappers won't get no verse from me
I just got a new gun send me his name he'll be the first to see
If I'm the f*cking problem guarantee won't be no worst than me
Put you bitches all up in the air come get this smoke it's free
Told my Exes I was going up they ain't believe in me
Don't ask me what's in my cup tell me when you seeing me
I got bags under my eyes you gon come and sleep with me
I got bags on my opps they get smoked Immediately
They get smoked a lot that bitch my favorite strand you gotta see
I might choke your block have your favorite hitters trynna breathe
He gon die for clout, well I guess that bitch gon die for me
Yo lady say you cap, trynna get that bitch go down for me
I might die before my time Aye just don't forget my name
Imma always f*cking lie to keep my niggas out them chains
I can't put up with these bitches they gon drive the boy insane
Hit your block with nothing but switches bet that shit won't look the same
I might get drunk and whack a nigga I might get Quan to whack a nigga
When I'm back home I don't need no pistol but I still keep me a hitter
If I die in my own city won't be no city no more
Burn that bitch to the ground I wanna see all the smoke
Writer: Brian Norman Jr
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