Letras
Before I pray to god I talk to my gun
Still Tryna beat the odds you know I'm never done
This tag say saint laurent my heart say hang it up
It's a toaster oven on back that 40 Glock tryna get some done
Danger bidness Muney came with switches and he tryna score
The freshest in it pull up standing on bidness looking like some dope
I tell em spin just leave yo phone come back and tell me how it go
I come through step on shit lil brudda spin and step on shit some mo
Back on that danger shit we Bangin the drakes like it's a diddy party (no diddy)
Stay in my lane and shit they know my face but they don't see me hardly
I'm the one up in them tinted cars preying in the dark
Shit get hard We keep heat on ours cause we tryna see tomorrow
Living dangerously
Baby I'm too far gone it ain't no saving me
We slanging heat we just bought some shit that knock yo brain a piece
We banging bs I lace his blunt w fent he think we friends but he want play w me
the fuck I look like goin to church when I got bitches who praising me
Nuk nuk told me shake that shit up
Draco shells make him do sit ups
Opp repost my went legit
They not on shit they ass some listeners
He not on shit his ass a Vic
From the arch I'm shooting 3s
But I can't hoop I'm hitting bricks
Took that serpent off my sleeve to wipe his nose he need some Vicks
My bitch keep trippin on me bout some other hoes She need some dick
I'm in saks in nun but Rick Swear they gone hate me when I'm rich
Who you know gone do this shit like me I told you I was sick
Switching these lanes I'm bumper to bumper
He off X tryna catch him a B
Banging the k I'm dumping and dumping
dumping and dumping
dumping and dumping
Me & T Muney like dumber and dumber
Swing that door they ducking n running
Shit cold like winter we make niggas fall
We spring out the V and fuck up ya summer