Back on the road with like 4 or 5
Poles
Surrounded by killers fasho
I gotta dance with the glick at my Show
We see the oppas we letting it go
She don't get shit but a dick and a nut
YK be dogging and treating the Smuts
Cnotes and cnotes I'm falling love
Still hang with the villains They Really my blood
I did some dirt just to get out the Mud
Still ride with a mask and my hoodie Stay up
Was serving them junkies the block Heating up
We Never re-up we was robbing the Plug
YK be hanging with vultures, I think That boy got back in his bag
You cannot snake a cobra you make a Move then them killers react
Always invest in the trap my Youngins on go when I give em a Pack
Pussy don't give me no daps you Never was gang this never was that
I made a profit off of the craps
Smoking exotic to flow on the track
Get out of pocket we getting you Whacked
I been a big dog don't call me ya scrap
F*ck the other side we creeping in Them vans
Blood on the money you can see it in My hands
Not too worry about the oppas cause Them boys my biggest fans
Risked my life for them rackies nigga You won't understand
You ain't certified you cross this side Its homicides
Posted on the block where it's never Safe outside
Know the undies taking pictures just For that we super fly
We can't put the trap on hold never That got too much pride
Associates with convicts but keep it Lowkey
You said you a shooter would you Like to show me
Yeah I hear you talking racks would You like to show me
Don't address by my government Cause you don't know me
Associates with convicts but keep it Lowkey
You said you a shooter would you Like to show me
Yeah I hear you talking racks would You like to show me
Don't address by my government Cause you don't know me