Lyrics
Fuck yo clique
You herd what I had said I ain't stutter
Niggas tryna play up under me
They better have they cutter
My girl left I'm fucking who I want
I'm smooth as butter
You'll get shot right in yo face
You say the wrong thing bout my brother
Thats on my mother
Alot of niggas said that I'ma die and
Thats dumb cute yall pussy niggas
Sweeter then some pie
Just excute I aint hiding
I'm with my son ridin bikes
They tellin lies
Ain't no homicide
Cuz Brodie I'm alive
Im in traffic
With that FN
Actin ratchet
On alert
If you ain't
you gon end up in a casket
If you bringing me hostility
Then trust me I'ma match it
They in sports mode
I shoot
All my opps doing gymnastics
I got that thang on me
I'm talkin right now and
This ain't Super Mario
But nigga you should pipe down
My gun spit when it talk
You know it got that mike sound
Cuz even tho you pussy
You wont make it to the ninth round
Tell my son
No matter what I'm Hella proud of you
Whatever yo problems are
Just know that I'm a help you through
I got yo back for life
If you steppin then I'm steppin too
And then they gotta problem with me
Whoever problems start with you
Fuck yo clique
You herd what I had said I ain't stutter
Niggas tryna play up under me
They better have they cutter
My girl left I'm fucking who I want
I'm smooth as butter
You'll get shot right in yo face
You say the wrong thing bout my brother
Thats on my mother
Alot of niggas said that I'ma die and
Thats dumb cute yall pussy niggas
Sweeter then some pie
Just excute I aint hiding
I'm with my son ridin bikes
They tellin lies
Ain't no homicide
Cuz Brodie I'm alive