Twix King made it
Steppin' up to me with that weird opposition
Just tells me you're about to get a blast of ammunition
I hope you comin' with your shit locked and loaded
Because you know the switch is up, them bodies get to folding
With the hoods up in the air, you know the heads gotta get to duckin'
As I empty the whole clip, and you know the bullets get to truckin'
I'm so high right now, my mind racin' off this crazy string
My shit don't miss with this beam, you know it only goes command'
These niggas say they ain't about they shit, but they really are phony
Like dry, snitchin', stab you in the back, callin' you homie
F*ck you if you think you can play me as a dummy
Step up to me, wrap you up in tarp, and call you mummy
Steppin' up to me with that weird opposition
Just tells me you're about to get a blast of ammunition
I hope you comin' with your shit locked and loaded
Because you know the switch is up, them bodies get to folding
Ooh, oh
They get to folding
Got some fake friends, they don't wanna see me golden
Drip just like a ocean, yeah, I got motion
In the ocean
I got motion
In the ocean
Yeah, the opposition, they don't wanna see me win
I pray to God like every day, cause I don't wanna sin
They say my life, it could be better, but I wonder when
Wish I could sit down with my brother, ask him how he been
But now I wanna quit, but I can't never quit
He wouldn't want that shit
Probably sit down next to me, be like, Luke, gotta run that shit
Shootin' all these niggas that's hatin', I gotta drum that shit
And all these bitches tryna f*ck with me, now that they see I got the clicks
I don't want it no more, so drop it, you toxic
All the memories of me and you, it make me nauseous
Hold on man stop it
Switch the topic
That bitch only want me for the profit
If I keep sippin', gon' put me in a coffin
Smokin' all this gas, high as hell, got me coughin'
Takin' all these drugs, yeah, it just got me trippin'
Anybody hatin' on me or the gang, they opposition