Shitting on niggas, they hating on a daily, got em' plotting for get back
We f*cking with numbers inside of the trap but not 12 & dispatch
Calling up walk, we breaking the code up, I need the bricks, where the halves at
Most of these niggas just be in the way, I treat them like dead weight
I tell them it's up my nigga
I'm counting up bucks my nigga
He talking about war, I pop out a cut; We leave him stuffed in a truck
I tell them it's up my nigga
I'm counting up bucks my nigga
He talking about war, I pop out a cut; We leave him stuffed in a truck
I'm smoking good gas, this the hybrid, this the Keisha
Good gas, got good drink; I'm leaning, dreaming
Dark all in my cup, it ain't no creamer, cream her
Bad yellow bone, call her Krēmər, its Katrina
I see we on half time
I see you play both sides
But where do the love lie
These niggas be crossing the line
Cross a play got me feeling like Kobe
Give her dick then we go out to Kobe's
Split a blunt then I smoke me a double
Bag of runts got a beautiful odor
Strapped up while I'm watching the cobras
Heavy chopper got me breaking my shoulder
Kill her pussy got me watching her soul leave
Big dog, that's a step in the big league
Real drip nigga look like a nose bleed
Good gas, got it straight from laclede
Take em' down, Hit em' up with the beam
Hit the plug cause he knowing the steeze
Coupe hot & ready like its Little Caesars
Hit the bank & it look like I'm thieving
Deposit & draw the racks out the back
Security question a nigga bout' leaving
Twenty twenty its a brand new year & niggas still beefing
Never let em' put a bug in your ear, that pressure'll lead you
Its Big Dog
Agang
A.G.A.N.G.M.U.S.I.C.
Yeah, Three one four shit