They ask me why I ain't been talkin' lately
Like why I ain't been
Why I ain't been too social
I told her I'm really in the streets, bitch
I-, ayy
F*ck that rap shit goin' on
(Turn that motherf*cker up)
Got a Draco from Double O, that boy coolin' in Lackawanna
Lil' Kendre was so official, original pistol popper (on gang)
Can't handle Lil Loss and Nuski together they was some problems
Ain't cry when they got killed 'cause my niggas was catchin' bodies
You snitchin' the affidavit, these cracka's they buildin' cases
My lawyer, call him Joe Frazier
We beatin' and whoopin' cases
We posted and droppin' H's
And glizzy smokin' that nation
I'm steady rollin' big baby
Off Xanny's I'm goin' crazy
I'm original ace dropper, original don dada
Free the lil' nigga Rasta, the only one was a problem
Lil' Vonte, he was a shooter and Jonathan caught a body
2015 was molly, I'm geekin' it out my body
Off Percocets and no crashin' a savage just like my daddy
Daily I'm takin' chances, I'm jellin' in the casket
My youngin' just got a stolo, he drove it from Tallahassee
She f*cked my whole team, just swicth-a-roo ya lil' rabbit (Six)
Call the ball then I passed it
Stoney, he stole the basket
Pass the pole, I'll clap it
In traffic this shit get tragic
Just upped the score on the west
Just upped the score on the east
R.I.P to this beat
They was thinkin' that shit was sweet
The itsy bitsy spider popped up at your house, ayy
Up that f*ckin' Draco, 7.62s came out, ayy (fah, fah, fah)
Heard them lil' boys gangbang
Well we can bang it out
I'm a one-six-four-six west forty-fifth street hangin' out
After I caught a case, my lawyer won't get the date
The jury just threw a deal
They hollerin' out sixty-eight
It's nothin' to take probation for prison time any day
Posted up, takin' selfies
We still droppin' the H
These niggas be coppin' deuces
The police askin' 'bout shootings
I set it off like Lil Boosie
Your shooter pussy like coochie
I'm rollin', just f*cked a groupie
Percocet in her booty
Record this shit, it's a movie
She givin' me brain like students
The itsy bitsy spider popped up at your house, ayy
Up that f*ckin' Draco, 7.62s came out, ayy
Heard them lil' boys gangbang
Well we can bang it out
I'm a one-six-four-six west forty-fifth street hangin' out, nigga
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English
They ask me why I ain't been talkin' lately
Like why I ain't been
Why I ain't been too social
I told her I'm really in the streets, bitch
I-, ayy
F*ck that rap shit goin' on
(Turn that motherf*cker up)
Got a Draco from Double O, that boy coolin' in Lackawanna
Lil' Kendre was so official, original pistol popper (on gang)
Can't handle Lil Loss and Nuski together they was some problems
Ain't cry when they got killed 'cause my niggas was catchin' bodies
You snitchin' the affidavit, these cracka's they buildin' cases
My lawyer, call him Joe Frazier
We beatin' and whoopin' cases
We posted and droppin' H's
And glizzy smokin' that nation
I'm steady rollin' big baby
Off Xanny's I'm goin' crazy
I'm original ace dropper, original don dada
Free the lil' nigga Rasta, the only one was a problem
Lil' Vonte, he was a shooter and Jonathan caught a body
2015 was molly, I'm geekin' it out my body
Off Percocets and no crashin' a savage just like my daddy
Daily I'm takin' chances, I'm jellin' in the casket
My youngin' just got a stolo, he drove it from Tallahassee
She f*cked my whole team, just swicth-a-roo ya lil' rabbit (Six)
Call the ball then I passed it
Stoney, he stole the basket
Pass the pole, I'll clap it
In traffic this shit get tragic
Just upped the score on the west
Just upped the score on the east
R.I.P to this beat
They was thinkin' that shit was sweet
The itsy bitsy spider popped up at your house, ayy
Up that f*ckin' Draco, 7.62s came out, ayy (fah, fah, fah)
Heard them lil' boys gangbang
Well we can bang it out
I'm a one-six-four-six west forty-fifth street hangin' out
After I caught a case, my lawyer won't get the date
The jury just threw a deal
They hollerin' out sixty-eight
It's nothin' to take probation for prison time any day
Posted up, takin' selfies
We still droppin' the H
These niggas be coppin' deuces
The police askin' 'bout shootings
I set it off like Lil Boosie
Your shooter pussy like coochie
I'm rollin', just f*cked a groupie
Percocet in her booty
Record this shit, it's a movie
She givin' me brain like students
The itsy bitsy spider popped up at your house, ayy
Up that f*ckin' Draco, 7.62s came out, ayy
Heard them lil' boys gangbang
Well we can bang it out
I'm a one-six-four-six west forty-fifth street hangin' out, nigga
Like why I ain't been
Why I ain't been too social
I told her I'm really in the streets, bitch
I-, ayy
F*ck that rap shit goin' on
(Turn that motherf*cker up)
Got a Draco from Double O, that boy coolin' in Lackawanna
Lil' Kendre was so official, original pistol popper (on gang)
Can't handle Lil Loss and Nuski together they was some problems
Ain't cry when they got killed 'cause my niggas was catchin' bodies
You snitchin' the affidavit, these cracka's they buildin' cases
My lawyer, call him Joe Frazier
We beatin' and whoopin' cases
We posted and droppin' H's
And glizzy smokin' that nation
I'm steady rollin' big baby
Off Xanny's I'm goin' crazy
I'm original ace dropper, original don dada
Free the lil' nigga Rasta, the only one was a problem
Lil' Vonte, he was a shooter and Jonathan caught a body
2015 was molly, I'm geekin' it out my body
Off Percocets and no crashin' a savage just like my daddy
Daily I'm takin' chances, I'm jellin' in the casket
My youngin' just got a stolo, he drove it from Tallahassee
She f*cked my whole team, just swicth-a-roo ya lil' rabbit (Six)
Call the ball then I passed it
Stoney, he stole the basket
Pass the pole, I'll clap it
In traffic this shit get tragic
Just upped the score on the west
Just upped the score on the east
R.I.P to this beat
They was thinkin' that shit was sweet
The itsy bitsy spider popped up at your house, ayy
Up that f*ckin' Draco, 7.62s came out, ayy (fah, fah, fah)
Heard them lil' boys gangbang
Well we can bang it out
I'm a one-six-four-six west forty-fifth street hangin' out
After I caught a case, my lawyer won't get the date
The jury just threw a deal
They hollerin' out sixty-eight
It's nothin' to take probation for prison time any day
Posted up, takin' selfies
We still droppin' the H
These niggas be coppin' deuces
The police askin' 'bout shootings
I set it off like Lil Boosie
Your shooter pussy like coochie
I'm rollin', just f*cked a groupie
Percocet in her booty
Record this shit, it's a movie
She givin' me brain like students
The itsy bitsy spider popped up at your house, ayy
Up that f*ckin' Draco, 7.62s came out, ayy
Heard them lil' boys gangbang
Well we can bang it out
I'm a one-six-four-six west forty-fifth street hangin' out, nigga
Writer: Charles Jones
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