Letras
(YG30 on Brudder)
Ay, turn my headphones up
Ruger 5.7 been spittin' out, I barely miss
Soon as he came around, got took right down
Kept on trying to trade his pistol
This nigga bad on cam, hop back, ran down
I got the tape and save the vision
And I run to you, hear that sound, six feet deep down
That's what being brave against you
Switch on that four pound, I just sprayed around
Now they think my aim official
Rear with bullets, face down, can't get up off the ground
We're playing with my name against you
You ain't on shit back then, ain't no shit now
Musta forgot I came up with you
Get smoked, but I let it down when I got caught out of bounds
I'ma have to frame this picture
Nigga popping that shit on the 'Gram
Now know who I am, I'm hopping on the train addiction
Nigga, I found with a pounce on the ground
His ass in the early trailer was a strange little nigga
Cripped up, them niggas wasn't worried
His brother was there, so he can only blame his nigga
That ass Miko bitch, buy a herd
Put it in the air, so we can smoke the famous nigga
Is it cool? Could we be flaming niggas?
These rappers got y'all food
He was a bitch, we was in school
I'm so confused, the fuck done changed this nigga?
Made it to graduation, got an education just to be a brainless nigga
Been driving my location, need some motivation, so I tell them bring his niggas
C2 Drac' ain't basic, got modification just so I can bang it quicker
Up it ain't no hesitation, double penetration, all I did was change the trigger
Niggas in interrogation giving information
That's why I can hang with niggas
Build my whole foundation out retaliation
We bringing pain to niggas (gang shit)
Ruger 5.7 been spittin' out, I barely miss
Soon as he came around, got took right down
Kept on trying to trade his pistol
This nigga bad on cam, hop back, ran down
I got the tape and save the vision