Letras
I was out there with the killers and shit, we ain't tryna rob nobody
Them niggas cappin' all they raps, we know you ain't shot nobody
That nigga a big dog to you, to us, he is not nobody
Bro, pull up, shoot that shit in his face, he ain't got blow by em
I got my youngin' to switch for Christmas, that nigga ain't never miss
He gifted, tell him put him in a ditch, he listen
Fuck him, that's what he get for dissin
Fill him with holes, he Swiss cheese, tryna rap somethin' on Christmas Eve
She won't kiss me, bitch, please, she ain't fuckin, bitch, leave
You know this bond we got get deep, I'm talkin' six feet
He was standin' right there in front of my car, how the fuck he miss me
I ain't never had smoke with him, his dick eating ass just dissed me
We real life gangstas, get some work then take the kids to Disney
I tell bro to stay in today, but he tryna kill somethin
I keep takin' these E pills back to back, I'm tryna feel somethin
He don't lie, that's why I like him, he said he just did a lil' somethin
We up that pole, we want your soul, that's the only time we steal somethin
I told my youngin' if he tryna kill, you gotta get close and, aim for his head
I got some niggas not comin' home
Sad to say they gon' die in the feds, we just tryna survive and shit
No more nine to five in it, I mix the fetty with the work
Cause I like multiplying shit, we got a life supply of it
So I'm gon' keep providing it, niggas been knew I was him
They just keep denying it, I rock my ice anywhere I go
I'm comfortable, I'm God's favorit, gumbo hit
Like niemadeit, for the gang we top players
We get the drop, we not playin, we on his spot with Glock's laying
I'm talkin' homicide, we left his mama crying she traumatized
I don't know why he tried, he tried to get some clout and he got clapped
He came through and did his thing, but it was worse when we got back
They tryna say that I just rap, but niggas know that that shit cap
When we hopped out on Lil' Cuzz, he almost had a heart attack
You mention my name, you die today, you not gettin' money then find a way
I might take your bitch and fly away, I might take your bitch and fly away
Don't want niggas around me, that's too timid
My shooters gone' hop out and do niggas, gotta show me a hundred if you wining
Gotta show me a hundred if you winning
Don't want niggas around me, that's too timid
My shooters gon' hop out and do niggas, gotta show me a hundred if you winning
Gotta show me a hundred if you winning
I told my youngin' if he tryna kill, you gotta get close and aim for his head
I got some niggas that's not comin' home, sad to say they gone' die in the feds
We just tryna survive and shit, no more nine to five in it
I mix the fetty with the work, cause I like multiplying shit