JB & Rod

At night, I pray they shoot me in my face

Don't stab me in my back

I got too much shit goin' on

I'm gettin' too old for that

He say my name, won't lift a finger

I got bros for that

If I ain't tryna fuck, but I wan' nut

Then I got hoes for that, stupid nigga

Better watch your mouth and use your brain (AR)

Before you lose it, nigga

I'm the one that made that murder shit cool in the city

I love to open my mouth and talk my shit

'Cause I got diamonds in it

I got three straps with me in traffic, bitch

But I ain't ridin' with it

Don't like to smoke, I might just grab the blunt

Bitch, I be vibin' with it

High as fuck, I might just land on Mars

I'm out in Cali', drivin' a Redeye, I came from stolen cars

I'm still on Percs' and Xanax bars

Turnt up, bitch, I'm ballin' hard

Up late, it's just me and my rod

Or I'm with JB and Rod, them my boys

In the 'yo, I'm with Will, Bird, and Bricks

We just hopped up out the Uber with a stolen stick

Why the fuck you always clutchin'? You ain't gon' shoot it, bitch

ManMan stole from me, I let Glock take his gun

They was tusslin' and shit, what the fuck?

It ain't go off, that shit luck

He made me mad, I get him plucked

On all these Percs', I'm high as fuck

Clutchin' bad, ain't got it tucked

Wake up feenin' like a cluck

Knowin' I need to get off this shit

IG model pull up late night, she gon' eat the whole dick

Tryna record this new ho, fucked around

And clicked the old flick

These hoes don't give a fuck, they know I'm up

Probably fucked every bitch

Ay, big bro been slidin' for years

Say he probably shot every stick

I done probably bought every block (oh)

Wealthy stepper, rich as it gets, nigga

Know I like to slide, I fell in love with sellin' hits, nigga

I ain't the type to hide, I'm backseat ridin', tryna blitz niggas

I catch you with that ho, then you gon' die on side your bitch, nigga

Ain't never had no filter, pussy boy, know you a bitch, nigga

She like how I flow, say she wanna fuck the G.O.A.T., Li Rye

I keep pourin' all this lean for all my soldiers in the sky

Late at night, I'm in my feelings, yeah, sometimes, I wanna cry

But I can never show no pain until some more of these niggas die

Why they droppin' disses like they stand on business?

Niggas never slid

Pay for sessions, go sit in the booth

Rap 'bout what they brother did

Every nigga 'round me know for a fact that I'm gon' rrt

Every nigga 'round me know for a fact that I'm gon' rrt, bitch

At night, I pray they shoot me in my face

Don't stab me in my back

I got too much shit goin' on

I'm gettin' too old for that

He say my name, won't lift a finger

I got bros for that

If I ain't tryna fuck, but I wan' nut

Then I got hoes for that, stupid nigga (AR)

Better watch your mouth and use your brain

Before you lose it, nigga

I'm the one that made that murder shit cool in the city

I love to open my mouth and talk my shit

'Cause I got diamonds in it

I got three straps with me in traffic, bitch

But I ain't ridin' with it

Don't like to smoke, I might just grab the blunt

Bitch, I be vibin' with it

High as fuck, I might just land on Mars

I'm out in Cali', drivin' a Redeye, I came from stolen cars

I'm still on Percs' and Xanax bars

Turnt up, bitch, I'm ballin' hard

Up late, it's just me and my rod