Letras
(Shoutout Yamaica)
I been trying-, go off the deep end
I been trying-, I been trying-, go off the deep end
I been trying-, I been trying-, go off the deep end
I been trying-, I been trying-, go off the deep end
(Beats by Yamaica Productions)
I been trying-, I been trying-, go off the deep end
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Like, what? Like, how?
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang
And no, I can't go out like Rah Rah
Two shots hit him, you know he went bye-bye
Outside, I was totin' on my knocker
Cab got swished, then he died at the doctor's (boom, boom, boom)
New opp in the air, but I'm still smokin' on Lotti
I was outside tryna catch me a body
You try to pack me, MhadytwoHottie (boom, boom, boom)
Boy try to try me, I got me a MAC (rrah rrah)
Bitch, yeah, I'm quick to attack
Spin through the front, I'ma leave through the back
KDub ran, now he in a pack
Roscoe got poked, should've never lacked
Lotti got poked, and he fell flat
Flat that tire, still ain't get back
O to the Y, then you gettin' whacked
O to the Y, then you gettin' whacked (rrah, rrah, rrah)
Shot by a dyke, should've ran track
It's too many opps where I'm at
It's too many opps where I'm at
Nigga, you seen me, you ain't even clap
Lately, I've been ballin', nigga, check the stats
Shootin' like Diddy, all you heard was, "Rrah"
Shootin' like Diddy, all you heard was, "Rrah"
Spinnin' my block, lil' nigga, that's never
Lil' nigga, I tote Berettas
Slide with a Flock, send shots through the sweater
Lil' nigga, I may get jiggy
Lil' nigga, I may get jiggy
EK, you a bitch, you ain't totin' on sitchy
Lil' nigga, I may get jiggy
EK, you a bitch, you ain't totin' on sitchy
Delilah got shot, that's a new bunny in a box (boom, boom, boom)
I walk around, I keep my knock
O to the Y, then you gettin' shot
O to the Y, then you gettin' shot
Backin' out my chop, all them niggas ran
Like JO, we get to them bands
Talkin' on Diddy, put him with his mans
Nigga, I spin through the T's
Nigga, I shoot on repeat
I got a baddie, she all on her knees
Had to get low, runnin' from the D's
Had to get low, runnin' from the D's
Choppa to his face, now he screamin', "Please"
Spin through the front, I'ma leave through the back
KDub ran, now he in a pack
Roscoe got poked, should've never lacked
Lotti got poked, and he fell flat
Flat that tire, still ain't get back
O to the Y, then you getting whacked
O to the Y, then you getting whacked
Shot by a dyke, should've ran track (boom, boom, boom)
Shot by a dyke, should've ran track (boom, boom, boom)
Shot by a dyke, should've ran track
OY-OGz to my dick, and Caine in my spliff, nigga
Smokin' on Dummy, smokin' on Lotti, smokin' on Rah Rah
All them niggas in a fuckin' pack, y'all know my fuckin' body
Smokin' on Lotti, nigga
(I been trying-, I been trying-, go off the deep end)