Letras
Where my fuckin mask
Breakin' in shit like takin' candy from a baby
Sellin' three fives from the deep like I'm fuckin' KD
And we four deep in this whip, better not try to play me, better not try to buck on 380
S56 goin' up like a motherfuckin' playoffs, but we finna create our own league
I'm havin' sauce, I tell a bitch anything, make her take off her wedding ring
Cappin' like you clutchin' on some, you got nothin' but your phone in your wallet
Nigga wrecking to my song, he can't drive the V
Trigger finger happy, I know my blick proud of me
When the clip full, gotta hold it with two hands, can't play with the tummy
Geekin' off the drugs, I move like a zombie
Smilin' while I'm shootin, you know I'm enjoyin' it
Puttin' yourself in smoke, you wanna be tarnished
Pull up, get your drugs, lil bro a pharmacist
Give a fuck what you did, you could be the hardest
Split a nigga wig, now you need a barber
Stick havin' diarrhea, shitting and farting
Smokin' on gas, but not the one that go in the cars
Biting on lil Lazer, I'm a one-of-one artist
Give a fuck what you been through, you gon' go through some more shit
Nigga kinda famous, but I still look at your door kick
Attachments on the stick, I'm finna equip some more shit
That ain't no juice, I fill your pint up with some NyQuil
Niggas catch a boost when his partners around him
You ain't hit the lick with us, we ain't breaking you down
Runnin' from the folks, I got a gun and an ounce
Niggas tryna coach, don't even know what he talkin' about
Gamblin' with your life, keep runnin' your mouth
Glock too big, it can't fit in a pouch
Hit for some pills, I'm passin' them out
Like a tornado drill, we make you get down
Put the racks up, they'll never get found
Putting yourself in beef, you wanna be Ate
Runnin' with my blink, I can't relate
Catch me down bad, I still bump my Drake
Cover up my nose, that terp smell insane
Wanna be in traffic, you wanna be gang
Pistol packin, nigga, pop out your brain