Honcho you so motherfuckin' goated
RTN 786 nigga
We don't dress the same I paid racks for my sneaks
Get this nigga out my face he ain't fuckin' with no cheese
Three or more when i sip don't pass me a line of green
Get up on him in that paint like I'm Wilt drop 13
Bad bitch redbone, thick and pretty
They don't wanna beef with me bitch I'll rob the whole city
He ain't been comin' outside he don't want me to take his pendant
Better stay with that drac he bet not let me catch him slippin'
Don't care about no big brothers I get at shit for a living
Up on a nigga for that dissin' on the gram and I drenched him
Pull up to the bank withdraw my 10 then I'm dippin
Won't be bendin' with a standard on a skit my glock switchin'
I'm the type to get up on you won't be shootin' from a distance
Cheese flowin' out of town I make cheddar from a distance
Got the bows out of town comin' in bitch we shippin'
Soon as it touch, we get it off because the feds like to listen
Wrap it up and get it off we sellin' trees, Christmas giftin'
Cut on the flash at the pump told him smile he was slippin'
He in that bitch laid up, we ou here with Glock extensions
You said it's beef then pop out come see Glock front row tickets
Y'all ain't tryna make no cheese, that ain't me
Baby I'm tryna use y'all chime so we can make some quick green
Blowin' at the whip, left him dead on the scene
Nigga chain, flash, Glock that was the last thing he seen
Bust a play for quick bands, I just seen nice Celine
Just bought a button for the Glock and turned this bitch to a machine
Ain't wearin' off white, bitch my hoodie came supreme
Smoke and drink dead guys I ain't sippin' on no lean
If I catch a — I'ma tweak since you gon' smoke somethin'
Think we scared cause he got that lil' Drac he still ain't on nothin'
Caught his ass dissin' Leek got on the whip and shot four cousins
The bullets rippin' through the whip and start hittin' and shot four brothers
The bullets rippin' through the whip and start hittin' and shot four niggas
All my niggas bend we smackin' switches on our four nickels
Hit that block hop out leave a nigga dead ain't sparin' no nigga
My nigga 20 tryna come to the drop, but he off four jiggas
Down bad one pole and 500 between four niggas
Just got a new piece dare you to touch it bitch we soul stealin
If you ain't tryna blow your pole on this skit, you shouldn't have rode with us
Kick him out the whip when you get out boy leave your pole wit us
Bad bitch redbone, thick and pretty
They don't wanna beef with me bitch I'll rob the whole city
He ain't been comin' outside he don't want me to take his pendant
Better stay with that drac he bet not let me catch him slippin'
Don't care about no big brothers I get at shit for a living
Up on a nigga for that dissin' on the gram and I drenched him
Pull up to the bank withdraw my 10 then I'm dippin
Won't be bendin' with a standard on a skit my glock switchin'
Baby I'm tryna use y'all chime so we can make some quick green
Left him dead on the scene
Nigga chain, flash, Glock that was the last thing he seen
I just seen nice Celine
Just bought a button for the Glock and turned this bitch to a machine
Bitch my hoodie came supreme
Smoke and drink dead guys I ain't sippin' on no lean