My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
I'm in the studio cooling
Off of the gas I be zooted
Free the whole mob we too ruthless
You don't want no smoke don't do it
(Ughhhh)
This a big body Benz relax
Bro had the chill wit popping them zaps
Stop spending and focus on stack
All you pussies be just for the net
You niggas can't hang where I hang
You niggas can't be down the way
If you niggas touch one of my slimes
You going get turnt to a stain
All you niggas capping
Y'all be really ina way
I hope these labels really feel my pain thru what I say
(Back to it)
I know you niggas won't do it
You don't want no smoke bro you ain't stupid
I know you niggas won't do it
No no no
No you won't do it ughhh
These niggas don't be where I hang we do not f*ck with you lames
All of my opps be capping man they gonna feel my pain
My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
All of you niggas that's throwing them shots on the gram
Ik that y'all niggas ah joke
We carry latters
We do not play wit no rappers
We ending whoever want smoke
We don't duck no static
I caught ah opp he was lacking
I told em that shit was going happen
But he thought I was capping
That's why his face ona fabric
Don't step to me if you ain't savage ughhhh
Niggas Wanna act all tuff
Wanna act all buff
Till them hallows start f*cking em up
I was f*cked up Ina trap
Then they threw me a pack
And my guap start adding
I need my cheese like some nachos
I got love for my brothers And pablos
Tryna stack up my chips
Like it's LEGOs
I need a lick for the blicky's and peso's
My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm
Gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
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My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
I'm in the studio cooling
Off of the gas I be zooted
Free the whole mob we too ruthless
You don't want no smoke don't do it
(Ughhhh)
This a big body Benz relax
Bro had the chill wit popping them zaps
Stop spending and focus on stack
All you pussies be just for the net
You niggas can't hang where I hang
You niggas can't be down the way
If you niggas touch one of my slimes
You going get turnt to a stain
All you niggas capping
Y'all be really ina way
I hope these labels really feel my pain thru what I say
(Back to it)
I know you niggas won't do it
You don't want no smoke bro you ain't stupid
I know you niggas won't do it
No no no
No you won't do it ughhh
These niggas don't be where I hang we do not f*ck with you lames
All of my opps be capping man they gonna feel my pain
My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
All of you niggas that's throwing them shots on the gram
Ik that y'all niggas ah joke
We carry latters
We do not play wit no rappers
We ending whoever want smoke
We don't duck no static
I caught ah opp he was lacking
I told em that shit was going happen
But he thought I was capping
That's why his face ona fabric
Don't step to me if you ain't savage ughhhh
Niggas Wanna act all tuff
Wanna act all buff
Till them hallows start f*cking em up
I was f*cked up Ina trap
Then they threw me a pack
And my guap start adding
I need my cheese like some nachos
I got love for my brothers And pablos
Tryna stack up my chips
Like it's LEGOs
I need a lick for the blicky's and peso's
My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm
Gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
I'm in the studio cooling
Off of the gas I be zooted
Free the whole mob we too ruthless
You don't want no smoke don't do it
(Ughhhh)
This a big body Benz relax
Bro had the chill wit popping them zaps
Stop spending and focus on stack
All you pussies be just for the net
You niggas can't hang where I hang
You niggas can't be down the way
If you niggas touch one of my slimes
You going get turnt to a stain
All you niggas capping
Y'all be really ina way
I hope these labels really feel my pain thru what I say
(Back to it)
I know you niggas won't do it
You don't want no smoke bro you ain't stupid
I know you niggas won't do it
No no no
No you won't do it ughhh
These niggas don't be where I hang we do not f*ck with you lames
All of my opps be capping man they gonna feel my pain
My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
All of you niggas that's throwing them shots on the gram
Ik that y'all niggas ah joke
We carry latters
We do not play wit no rappers
We ending whoever want smoke
We don't duck no static
I caught ah opp he was lacking
I told em that shit was going happen
But he thought I was capping
That's why his face ona fabric
Don't step to me if you ain't savage ughhhh
Niggas Wanna act all tuff
Wanna act all buff
Till them hallows start f*cking em up
I was f*cked up Ina trap
Then they threw me a pack
And my guap start adding
I need my cheese like some nachos
I got love for my brothers And pablos
Tryna stack up my chips
Like it's LEGOs
I need a lick for the blicky's and peso's
My young nigga he up in that cell
He fighting some time
He ain't coming home
My killas they stuck ina trap
If you acting too tuff
Then they sending you hone
I just put a gram Ina wood and I'm
Gone
Ina booth just all in my zone
This lil bitch won't leave me alone
The head was too good
So I put her Ina song
It was just
Me, Bean And sier, And Tracy
We was up ona block wit the chrome
If a opp wanna act lil bold today
Them homi boys gonna send him home
And these traps keep calling my phone
I'm in the studio
Bro you drawn
I keep having these mixed emotions
Bro told me put it all ina song
Writer: Keith Hixon
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