Letras
You gotta be smooth, man, be strategic
If you ain't smooth, you gon' lose
Brodie Macck, man
But stand on business though
Yeah, let's talk about it
They ask me do I think he can compete, I doubt it
We know the truth, so why you tryna reach around it
We got the proof, now they don't wanna speak about it
Thought I was just rappin, made 'em drop and made 'em leak about it
Cut the vacuum seal and the smell automatically reeking out of it
Never been phased by what they say, you know I chief about it
And if you scared then go to church, no I won't preach about it
Bring out choppas if it's problems nigga, they know that's the answer
Got a gun with a clip full of bald heads, bullets cancer
I like thick shit that like to throw ass, she a dancer
Blackest of the diamonds nigga, I'm the biggest red panther
Every song that a nigga drop, they say it's the one
Had sat down for a minute, niggas thought that I was done
They tried to escape, shot in his back, tryna run
Any nigga want problems with us, go buy a gun
Nigga go and buy a gat
I tell buz go to Lids and then he came back with a hat
Yeah, but he won't wearin' a hat
All black for the mission, ironically the Glocky match
Last nigga sent a threat, twin chased his ass for that
Nigga can't be a opp of mine, I heard that he a faggot
Last nigga attempted on me, the 10-milli blasted
Baby girl ass fat, face cute, the whole package
I ain't goin' back and forth, disrespect will get you gone
Nigga tried to run up, got popped and he lost his dome
All I see is red now, niggas got me in my zone
She got a face like Ella Mai, yeah this a fire red bone
All I do is run shit down, like I'm in the red zone
Don't ask me about shhh, that nigga dead and he gone
I can get a nigga killed soon as I pick up the phone
Really tryna get a nigga smoked, won't leave me alone
Yeah, let's talk about it
They ask me do I think he can compete, I doubt it
We know the truth, so why you tryna reach around it