Letras
Having too much fun, time's starting to feel fast
How I know you down and kill, you never got one in the head
Brudda just beat a AM, he seen the cops so he fled
Fentanyl kills, but we make that shit spread
That bitch ain't really bad, she got no sense
Got me running out of time, I'm movin' too fast, I gotta learn patience
The only time I slept in crib, when I was stuck off drank
I told my brudda bring the free car, tryna spin again, Skrrt (Yo, Listen)
Link up, we can shoot it out
Got his drop, now he movin' out
I promise you, I ain't doing it for clout
I do it for brodie, that's without a doubt
I got knocked, praying I get out
Judge got me all stuck in the house
Gotta grind, take a different route
They talking my name, what's that shit about
Don't link me, I ain't with the fuck shit
On the grind, I ain't going to functions
Got my knocks, please don't make me dump it
If he test me, I'ma have to slump him
Like grah, keep the G-Lock dumping
Project Baby got it off of nothing
But I promise, I'ma make it something
Yo, no bap
And my phone on D&D, don't call me
I gotta get to the guap
And my niggas headed to the top
I don't give a fuck, it will never stop
Diss bro then heads gettin' popped
Heard it's 50k on my top
If they fawad, I'll be getting knocked
Cause I'm busting 30 out the bop
The silence keeps clouding my mind
In my cell, I was losing my mind
Fuck that, I know I'm in my prime
They all wanna hate, but they know I'ma shine
Two twin Glocks when we in the ride
200 shots whenever we slide
On the fence, you better pick a side
If I catch you with them, your ass is getting flied, gang
Bitch yo ass is getting flied
Free DP shooting on my side
Twin Glocks, if he screamin' Southside he take yo life
No bap, nigga
No bap
What's the date today
5.17, huh
Free the risk takers and the pack makers
Having too much fun, time starting to feel fast
How I know you down to kill, you never got one in the head
Brudda just beat a AM, he seen the cops, so he fled
Fentanyl kills, but we make that shit spread
That bitch ain't really bad, she got no sense
Got me running out of time, I'm movin' too fast
I gotta learn patience
The only time I slept in crib when I was stuck off drank
I told my brudda, bring the free car, tryna spin again, Skrrt
Link up, we can shoot it out
Got his drop, now he moving out
I promise you, I ain't doing it for clout
I do it for brody, that's without a doubt