Letras
Niggas who talkin' all that Roo-Rah shit'll get a first spurt
Sibling after sibling dyin' like a family curse, jerk
Nevermind you tryin' to snitch, 'cause it would never work, work
I get locked down, you get flatlined with a black knife
Steal niggas who want your money
Flatline, time for you fools to meet your maker
Flatline, your ticket done ran out of time
Flatline, I'ma do whatever it takes to get you flatlined
You's a dead nigga, nigga, it's that time
Pull up on you niggas' block and get you flatlined
You's a dead nigga, dead nigga, flatlined
Pull up on you niggas' block and get you flatlined
Niggas who talkin' all that Roo-Rah shit'll get a first spurt
Sibling after sibling dyin' like a family curse, curse
Nevermind you tryin' to snitch, 'cause it would never work, work
I get locked down, you get flatlined with a black knife
Steal niggas who want your money
Young as eager to get it
Five thigh out, four pound, to whoever fit it
You call yourself tryin' to hide up under
We can't find you the first day, we gonna ride all summer
So you's a dead nigga, I'm fed up, nigga, with disrespect
You used to jumpin' in your bitch pool, this a different wet
You never had sex with a fully automatic
I promise this'll be the first and last time I let you hit it, gon' get it
Niggas who want your money
Flatline, time for you fools to meet your maker
Flatline, your ticket done ran out of time
Flatline, I'ma do whatever it takes to get you flatlined
You's a dead nigga, it's that time
Pull up on you niggas' block and get you flatlined
You's a dead nigga, flatline
Pull up on you niggas' block and get you flatlined
No apologies, we don't accept those
Only way out is your head, man, it's Lola Monroe's
Too many hollows, stuff your potato
MS-13 homies on Quavo, who owe me a favor
That's what I call a ghost, I keep some caspers with me
The real Pac-Man in the city, hit you up weekly
Chew you up, spit you out