Letras
I ain't never started rapping 'cause I want some fame
Ain't nobody put me on my hood, I'm really from my gang
Bitches drop that lock on me, I'ma go today
This the Russian cake, bounce out, swing it sideways
Back by the scene, don't hit my phone, we ain't getting paid
I done dropped shots on all my opps on my daddy name
We ain't seeing nothing in the bricks, then we threw the K
Spanked a nigga ass with the belt and put it in a frame
I wasn't tryna swap the gin 'cause it's getting put to use
Play the murder music in the party, watch 'em raise the roof
And yeah, I'm rapping in these songs, but I done made a bitch go poof
Hit the bitch, then I cut her, all these hoes say I'm rude
These niggas lying to the fans, but we really know the truth
Ever since I started popping, all these bitches coming through
Call me loaf, and I half fully, I'ma show him who to sue
.46 Ripping through his top, make his head look like food
Just call the T's, you know we get shit done
The feds on us, gotta put this paper up if they ever come
Pin a nigga down and make him dookie, shit you never done
I'm still tripping over Jaden, say his name, then bitch, we finna come
Bitch, we coming
I can knock five in the crowd if I flip the button
Swung the door and left him slumped like he was off the Robitussin
I smacked a nigga tryna play it cool, bitch, I don't owe you nothing
Free my twin Snake, if you know, you know it get like that
Tired of going back and forth with niggas, where you bitches at?
Smok on a mob, so when you driving, niggas better not lie
I gave you bitches hope with this music, I'm you niggas dad
And they not finna get my flowers long as I'm living
SG, I see a nigga shining, he's my next victim
I'm clapping everybody on Kyora, don't let me see you with him
I'ma take my brothers out the trenches, I'm the golden ticket
'Cause I'm the golden child
Bitch, I'm off this Perc 10, it's gon' take a while
That clip, your brother, wish I was the one that pinned him down
Zipped the Zi on the Southwest so it wasn't loud