The Attk Records - Pinpoint Lyrics

Whole bunch of nine shit
And I was thinking 'bout my past life take it way back to them days I ain't act right
We ain't letting up you know we steppin on a nigga
Nigga think he tough I pulled a weapon on 'em nigga
Nigga steady bluffing nigga you are not hard
Call up Bo for a score, he'll go
If you down with klan then you know how that go
Hollows gave him a tan and you know what that's for, Dc
Yea we money ballin' why these juggs keep calling
And my bitch keep texting me
Real nigga can't nobody clone me
Getting racks I be ballin with my team
Yea we money ballin' why these juggs keep calling
And my bitch keep texting me
Real nigga can't nobody clone me
Getting racks I be ballin with my team
I got shorties on the block toting big pipes
In my city it get cold, turn water ice
If you looking for some smoke tell him pull up blow
Cause my chopper yea it go yea it's no reload
Uhh yea these niggas wanna show
That's my gang they gon blow
F*ck a gang cause I'm hanging with my klan tho
Like a band well pop out with them banjos
Nigga eyou shed the first blood like it's Rambo
Nigga you said it was love since my damn fro
I was looking for some love from my dad but he gave me gas, instead
I just laugh and I said "niggas always bailing on you when you need them most"
It ain't if Booda shooting just don't stand close
Uh
Think he just gon get up on me nigga uh uh
And the trap house still jumping nigga bump bump
Yea we money ballin' why these h**s keep calling
And my bitch keep texting me
Real nigga can't nobody clone me
Getting racks I be ballin with my team
(I don't know Booda said I was raw)