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I don't know what you heard, but I'm not them niggas
Za we bust it out the pack, oh yeah, that's him, nigga
Bitch from Atlanta, she keep sayin' that I'm trim, nigga
And she know I'm the truth, I'll never lie nigga
We all go get a piece, I'll split the pie with you
Add up the money and subtract niggas who try with us
F*ck with the boss and on that gang, you gon
Uh gang you gon' die, nigga
I'm so humble, to myself, but don't you try, nigga
I test his gangsta tryna see what's up inside of him
He can't trust a ho, he know them bitches, they gon' lie to him
But he can't second-guess the gang, cause they gon' ride for him
Your buddy died, is you gon' catch a homicide for him
You found a route to get them bubbas, we gon' re-up with you
Big1, you took one perc or two, I'm tryna T-up with you
Aye, just get up with me
Ain't talkin' exercise, but can you pull up with me
She ask me why I use a sock when I reload my Glizzy
She said, how it's automatic, I thought it was semi
Uh, that's them switches
Nobody wasn't around, so it can't be no witness
As long as you stay silent, you gon' beat your sentence
The way that I be all up in her mouth, I shoulda been a dentist
Boy, you know the reaper, he gon' get you just for all that dissin
I think all my demons bad bitches, I've been sleepin' with him
Plug just hit me, said he got them perks, I'm on my way to get em
You know I gotta go & meet the plug before I try to ship em
Dropped the bag up on my youngin, it took him a day to flip em
Okay!
Tell them niggas get the f*ck up out my way
I swear to God, I take a pilly every day
Tell them when I get my flowers, make sure I get Mary Jane
I be up in Tilted Towers with my niggas sippin' drank
When you find out the girl you lovin' out here f*ckin, that's that pain
When you find out your brother died and they had hit him with that flame
At his funeral and you see he ain't comin' back again
That's that pain
You know I be flexin' just like Doe boy
Shrimp ass nigga, you a po' boy
This shit on the floor boy
F*ck them Angels & Galore boys
I can't love no thotties like Chief Sosa I'm a Glo Boy
Tell them niggas pop out, cause they been hidin
I'm presidential just like Biden
As soon as a body drops, you hear them sirens
He tryna fake that gangsta image, I can't buy in
Now you know that I can't buy in
You ain't no gangster, boy, you lyin
You dissin me but why you trying
Need it with me
Bae, I got my Glock, you know I keep it with me
This a SRT, I got them demons in it
She said, Bra I love you, can you keep it in me