Letras
I saw your homies snitching on The First 48
It's the first of the month, don't get murked by the gang
I said bitch get in the car with the Backwoods
Bitches wanna fuck because I rap good
Enemies get slippin', they get ambushed
Tick tick tock, all I see is dollar signs
I was running in the hood but now I run an enterprise
Take a look at the account, everything monetized
Four-fives, AKs, all sides, mob ties
I do it for my momma cause we had them hard times
Anybody playing with me I'ma had to press lines
Tec-9s, I'ma have to flex mines
E's up, I'ma have to rep mines
King Lil G, I'ma see you next time
That's what your bitch said when she had the text, mans
But I lied to the bitch, I was high with the bitch
You see it on my stomach, Double 9 in this bitch
You see it on my stomach, Double 9 in this bitch
No Face No Case (Hell no it wasn't me)
At the end of the day (At the end of the day)
No Face No Case (No Face No Case)
Putting bands in the safe (Putting bands in the safe)
No Face No Case (No Face No Case)
I don't fuck with you lames (I ain't fucking with you lames)
No Face No Case (No Face No Case)
At the end of the day (at the end of the day)
I been fucking hoes to the best of my abilities
My dogs turned up in them Correctional Facilities
What up to Big Will locked up in the cage
Out in Pleasant Valley, and the rest upstate
Lil Gadget, Trip-a-lot, YG and Young Dayz
I'ma miss you on the real, we the ones that run fades
I told this little bitch, all my homies on the mainline
Get naked, I'ma put you on the FaceTime
She dropped it down though she picked it up slow
I suppose she's a pro, she's a real go-getter
Monday night, up in Sam's I was with her
Started throwing bands, I'm a South Side hitter
Really I was faded but I'm always on some dumb shit
No time, I was stranded with a bomb bitch
I came up last week, went in and got a few belts