Lyrics
(If Sin made it, it's solid, boy)
I smoke too many opps, I'm lazy
(Ayy) , all them niggas in a pack
Fuck them lil' bitches who said I
Was broke, if they hit me
I'll tell 'em they wack
Bitch, I got hit and I spun right back
Ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
Die Y, throw up the O, I be jackin' my shit
(Look) , if they drop it
Niggas gettin' clapped (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I catch a opp, he get worked
(He get worked, huh?)
Leave his bro on a shirt (On a shirt)
Wanna scrape then you know that we skrrt
(Skrrt)
I know that he hurt (I know that he hurt)
Word to my brother, he shot (He shot)
You gon' die if you dissin' the block
(Don't, what?)
It's a shootout, I ain't comin' to box
(Huh? What?)
You gon' die if you claimin' the opps
I'm active (I'm active)
Round of applause, I clapped 'em (What?)
Backdoor Gang, have a lil' ho wrap 'em
(Uh, huh) chew 'em like gum
(yeah) , by the way we wrapped 'em (Why?)
Ain't no gettin' up
(Why?) , foenem gon' trap 'em (Why?)
High-speed get away, he dust (He dust)
I was 15 with a switch on a bus (On a bus)
I don't shoot slow, everything in a rush
And if I get caught, I ain't shit, hush (Ah)
I smoke too many opps, I'm lazy
(Ayy) , all them niggas in a pack
Fuck them lil' bitches who said I
Was broke, if they hit me
I'll tell 'em they wack
Bitch, I got hit and I spun right back
Ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
Die Y, throw up the O, I be
Jackin' my, if they drop it
Niggas gettin' clapped
(Bitch, it's Tayo, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah)
Got the rich Plain Jane, need a Patek
(Plain Jane)
I ain't worried 'bout 12, nigga
I ain't gon' panic (I ain't worried)
If I got a stash, put the work in the attic