Letras
He broke as fuck
He can't even show a dub
That nigga dirty as the hell he needa go and find a tub
You want some lulu
Fuck with me
I won't treat you like a slut
I'm tryna turn you up lil baby
You ain't fucking with a thug
Just a nigga with a pipe
Tryna feed that nigga slugs
Nigga play with the gang
Guaranteed he getting belt
What my nigga smoking on?
Yeah they smoking on top shelf
Fully hit that Nigga body, now his body finna melt yeah
Now run it back
Buddy faster than a trackhawk
Acting gangster on the net
In real life act soft
I can't wait to touch a mill, cause all my niggas gonna eat
Put that nigga onna tee and now they saying rest in peace
And I couldn't even fucking sleep
When I found out I lost B
Switchy made him beat his feet
Broke as hell ain't got no cheese
ARP it shoot from deep
Call me klay a long three
The nigga hit me in the leg the goofy shot up out the V
He ain't really want that b I woulda hopped out pop on feet
Nigga put me in that song but I'm screaming Gbg
We pop out with Glock and chop we hear it's 95 degrees
We see them lights we hit a right and left and take em on a flee
Chase em down take off my mask and show em who under the ski
Unc been dumping hella grams until we switched into them yings
Bitch was texting and calling my phone until my bitch ask what was tea
I know a few niggas that don't want smoke when I catch they ass I'm making em bleed
Two tone Glock with the button on the back
You shoot that bitch it go ouuwee
I know she get freaky for them lulus but I'm getting freaky for them purple jeans
I bail out blowing the 7.62, tryna run you will not get away from tink
I walked in the club with only two Ps and they like damn lil nine you reek
Nigga talking like he got it
We know damn well you ain't having
Get to turning up who gone turn you down
I ain't really with all that dramatics
Pull up two door, hunnid miles in the city
I done damn near crashed the whip
And I kick a pussy nigga door down
You ever try to drop a diss
Like 15k up on yo head
My young niggas pull you out yo shit
I get in my head all I see is red
I don't really go for shit
Get to talking down but you on yo ass
Nigga can't amount to this
Traumatized all the shit I been through
100 rounds in the whip
Niggas out here they ah get to telling
Swear that they ah snitch
I done ran it up, maintaining my bag
Lil nigga can't tell me shit
I done did it all to get the money
Just gotta a risk
Thinking imma fall, u must be a dummy
Put up 50 for a crib
Niggas wanna see me lose
But it won't happen like no way
This bitch wanna be my boo
Can't be my bitch, no not today
Not tomorrow, bitch not ever
My answer won't ever change
If me and bro go on a drill and catch a kill
It's to the grave
Me and bro like von and Screwly
We just tryna catch a face
Handy Mandy with this tooly, you get hit you can't be saved
Tryna be funny like u druski
That's gone leave you with some pain
Do not hang with the wrong people
Better stay in yo lane
Just spent two bands just on my fit
She like the way I'm dressing
Spent six just on some kicks
I treat shoes like an obsession
I Got big blues but I don't crip
It's just the money I be flexing
Got nine milly on my hip like are you tryna go to heaven?
Bitch
Or is u tryna go to hell?
Is u really making money from what I see
Bitch I can't tell
She can't even get Marc Jacob's and she asking bout Chanel
She can't even get no Texas Roadhouse she get Taco Bell
Nigga
Come on
Okay
Bitch can't even get no Texas Roadhouse she get taco
K-A-E-D-O, that's me
H-E-E-M, bitch I'm heem yeah