Lyrics
We get the drop and we on
Double M stain a nigga jewels and pawn it
Lil nigga slip if you want
Jump out like we zoed a cab and off em
Put me on any track imma spazz
Niggas be mad when you gettin that bag
Even drippin when I’m on a mission
Hope my fashion ain’t leaving no evidence
Don’t make excuses when you see me slippin
You ain’t do me you know I be spinning shit
Fuck a handout hell nah I ain’t lending shit
30s on 30s they know we be bendin shit
Fuck a fellowship i love dead presidents
Gant ain’t let em in he got no membership
And she know if I kill imma pleasure it
If I kill imma pleasure it
I get the drop and I’m on the way
V Bands switchin lanes he on his way
KG, Lil’ me that boy don’t play
Catch boy that did it you know he die today
I came home and jumped in my bag
They like ‘AR be talking on tracks’
But I ain't just talking on tracks
No I ain’t just talking on tracks
Oh they proud of me now
They say I’m the prodigy now yeah, yeah
Wasn’t there when I was down
But want to spend time with me now
Yeah, yeah slide on your block with a pound
Boy no sliding around yeah, yeah
Roll up and fix me an ounce
Through all of my ups and downs yeah, yeah
Pull up and spray at the crowd
Boy do not fuck around yeah, yeah
My young niggas run the town
Came from the slums now we out
Yeah yeah
I told my niggas i got em’
We ain’t gonna be robbin forever yeah, yeah
If a nigga got a problem i’m ridin
We flocking together
I done been through many dark days
I was trappin in the hallway
They show me love but it’s all fake
It’s to the point where I want hate
Free my niggas in the cells
There’s a couple niggas in the system
Wishing all my haters well
I jump in the wraith and go missing yeaaahh