Letras
Yerrr!
Mira!
Keep a weapon on my body
Ain't got no bodies but if I pull it that's a homi
Huh
Major Culture
MCR Records
Nobody throwin' the fade?
Pull up on me
They'll be pullin' your body away
I put a pendant of God in my face (Mira!)
It's not a mistake
All of my demons jumped out of the gate
Niggas want me to jump out of my face
I'ma be me til I'm rottin' away
Burning more gas
I'm not on a break
Throwin' more cash inside of the safe
Yeah (Uh huh!)
Then I copy and paste
Always got one in the chamber
That doesn't make me a gangsta (Mira!)
Only gang gang I'm fuckin' with is them dead niggas on my paper (Need it all)
That's exactly what I'm made for (Yeah)
Do I really need to say more?
Drive a foreign that I paid off
RIP amigo
I'ma take off
(My God!)
Hold up
Watch out (Hold up)
Post up
Box out (Hold up)
Somethin' heavy when I pop out (Uh huh!)
Somethin' heavy when I pop out (Mira!)
Always workin
Never clock out (Huh?)
College
Drop out (Uh huh!)
Had to get straight to the mula
Nothin' but money inside my medulla! (My God!)
I'm not a killer
Don't need a shooter
I got a Glock and it came with a ruler
Ain't have my coffee
Don't fuck my mood up
If they on demon time
I'ma rebuke'm (Mira!)
Yeah
Fill the tank
Super (Super)
Runnin' the court with the hoopers
Been in the gym gettin' big with no boosters (Uh huh!)
Look what the fuck I'm becoming
I'm leveling up
Mami love it (Mira!)
A lot of these niggas be bluffin
But they don't want the fade so fuck it (Fuck it!)