Blade

Posted in the coupe I'm in zanabar She think she older but we ain't far apart Stop all that wolfin you ain't going far Nigga a brokie he ain't got no car Stay with the aim like I'm shooting darts Stop worrying about me nigga play your part Top of this shit I'm going to mars Yea You know what I do I'm aiming for the kill That boy a bummy he ain't got a bill Niggas be ass like the buffalo bills Gotta work on the weekend Yo bitch a stalker she gon keep on peeking My nigga will snipe a nigga up for no reason Gotta bring back a win for the whole team F*ck what they heard nigga it ain't what it seems Aim at his top with a fucking beam F*ck all that shit nigga I'm stacking my greens I'm on a vacay yea I'm overseas I ain't gon stop til my opps begging please Give a f*ck about that nigga, give a f*ck out his dreams Yea I deliver his head in the mail He tried to play me but that nigga he failed Running through obstacles, like I'm Micheal Phelps All it takes nigga is one call I ain't gon stop he bleeding on the walls Niggas be pesty like a fucking wasp Can't trust nobody they dropping the ball I'm watching tv gravity falls Way to the loot bitch I'm at the top Curse you a bitch yo group chat dead He stealing niggas members because his shit dead We know you a bitch we know you desperate Get all over crazy & take yo meds I do what I do but you do what you can Quit listening to him he ain't got no fans Long overdue he tried to make amends That bitch made I beat up her mans Talking that shit we can go band for band Yea woah Posted in the coupe I'm in zanabar She think she older but we ain't far apart Stop all that wolfin you ain't going far Nigga a brokie he ain't got no car Stay with the aim like I'm shooting darts Stop worrying about me nigga play your part Top of this shit I'm going to mars She claim that she miss me Keep a buck 50, got a Glock I keep it with me Ain't touching that bitch I ain't fuckin wit Whitney How many racks you got nigga, nigga I got like plenty He got a gun but he ain't gonna shot My niggas some bandits we taking yo loot Run up yo crib nigga taking yo loot I got the time today so nigga you gotta move Feel like a celeb sitting at the front door I got the killers posted at the front door Stop wasting my time can't f*ck wit no dumb hoe They tryna tell me I'm doing the most This ain't no soccer I'm scoring a goal Feel like I'm marshawn lynch in beast mode Wanna have my job nigga you sold F*ck out my sections yea you gotta go Got some niggas out here feining for meal Talking that shit night you can get killed Niggas be broke only got dollar bills Throwing a dot yea I feel like O'Neil Nigga he a rat he blew up the spot Wait for the next sign nigga got popped Ain't letting shit slide I keep it on lock He ain't from the trenches he don't cook noodles on a pot Yea woah Posted in the coupe I'm in zanabar She think she older but we ain't far apart Stop all that wolfin you ain't going far Nigga a brokie he ain't got no car Stay with the aim like I'm shooting darts Stop worrying about me nigga play your part Top of this shit I'm going to mars