IGL (Radio Edit)

Ain't no half stepping wit my big stepping

I'm a big timer big weapon

On my hip betting

you don't test him

Leave a dread spinning on his head Eddy Tekken

Gordo I'll store cold ya torso

Forties for the fallen poured slow

I get more bold

Pull up to yo crib get knockin like it's Morse code

Lord knows im a problem been that

Pressies off the celly

What the helly bet he send that

I been too trained since Two chains sole crinack

Crazy in the head something wrong with my synapse

I been at the bottom it's better at the top

Haters tryna knock em off give it what ya got

Everywhere around where I go

I see a bunch of faces in my stroll

It be hard to tell if they friend of they foe

Pull the ammo now you know

I get low low low

I get low

We only prove it everytime we going through it

I get low low low

I get low

We only prove it everytime we going through it

Prove it every time

Move wit every rhyme

I'm spitting crimes committed on a daily

Baby pleading Jesus save me

I'm a maniac n zany actin

Mainly lacking attraction

For what you have in store

Warring with you got me bored

I floor it in the fast lane

Life come fast

I could leap entire buildings n I might don't pass

I'm G O D body give her pipe nitro gas

Im a hurricane wit me won't no cyclone clash

When I get low low low low

Finger on the trigger watch out he bout blow

Feeling froggy leap be the first toad to croak

Make em eat words every one of em he spoke

Get low low low low

Put em all to sleep keep thinking that they woke

Niggas spin the block wet his side up like a boat

Playing stupid games and the prizell get you ghost

Everywhere around where I go

I see a bunch of faces in my stroll