Style Free (feat. Blacc Heart Bino, Qwon Escobar & 1300hendrixxx)

If you ain't got a beat from Bam you a f*ck nigga In other words boy I probably don't f*ck with you If you my nigga then you already know that I'm stuck with you And you my nigga if I gotta zip a purp and pour a cup with you I'll never let a nigga f*ck with you F*ck them niggas Bam they already know iwassup with you Touch one of the fam then you know it's really up with you I ain't feeling niggas vibe I won't even smoke a blunt with you Dead or alive bitch bring that nigga head to me If you fucking with me I got niggas that I really love but they dead to me Told him everything he know hit a head for me Took confirm a nigga dead make sure that you bring a dread to me Feel like the prince of Zimunda green grapes getting fed to me 5-7 to the face if you ever put the feds on me 1942 to the grass for my dead homies Flint nigga out of town with a switch put some lead on em You think he running out of reach I'ma have to put the bread on him If we ever hit a lick you the type to be the lookout I'll pull up and barbeque unky at the cookout Dog was your only protection got his ass took out Streets ain't for everybody little nigga take the good route Keep your head in them books nigga learn something Like a thot fucking unprotected brodie tryna burn something Petty with the pape pull up old school in a bonnet trying to big worm something X-Box achievement put the work in and you can earn something Man I ain't seen an opps they probably somewhere in a urn or something Big cuz in the kitchen with the butter trying to churn him something I got a hundred fifty thousand different ways you can earn a hundred And two hundred fifty thousand different ways you can turn a hundred My little chubby bitch turned bodybuilder she earned her stomach My favorite opp died man I'm about to smoke his ass in public Tell them boys I'm giving testers as Jesters It's gon' be a high speed I won't let them arrest us