Текст песни
One nigga strapped up with two sticks on him
I'm known to call plays throw a blitz on
Him
I'm breaking down the eightth, I got a big 40
Niggas acting like it's that but they don't want it
Been off drank, getting faded, put up two foes
Swap the bitch out with the homie like the bang bros
Do it up, Boogie you down, then change clothes Land no pity face, tats, and francos
Young niggas been this for a while and they don't like it
Pop my shit left and right, I'll do a bitch trifling
Internet thugs, these niggas tryna get indicted
How you been up on that road, did it up, but can't buy shit
You like the bitch, better lock her in, I got different plans
Pull up on a hoe, beat it down, then I dip again
If you ain't talking bout the cash back, bitch zip it then
Just go and hit my cash app, I'm tryna bring it in
Only time I ever get excited when the phone jump
Granny said I'm tripping, whole fam know I'm on one
Ain't even cause I'm nervous, I grew up with a pole clutch
They said he known to carry it, but he don't bust
Beat a nigga ass, leave him down, have him stressed out
The only time I pull up on a bitch to wear the neck out
Let a nigga pay the wrong, move he get X'd out
Aiming for the head nigga, put the whole vest down
Feed em 23 like jump man, not bron James
My shooter hopped out and spread the crowd, he ain't had no aim
F&N torched his bitch ass, he felt max pain
We all putting belt to ass, but we don't spank the same