9INE

Boy, you is an imposter Please don't play no games One or two chains And they came from Johnny Dane I don't like to claim But I'm claiming Nine Pull out a lil' Uzi Send a shiver down your spine Yeah, I'm from that CottonWood We will never change And I wit' my grooves tonight We forever bang And I got a new pistol Hold it up, let it sang I'm riding for my nines And I put that on the gang He got a paper trail He tryna leave a paper trail He might've switched up on the game But I won't never tell Now that nigga scared Cause we on his ass He know if he found He gon' be in a body bag Gotta switch up on the Glock We ain't gon' never lag Hit him up at the base Like we was playing tag Niggas hating on the gang Cause we making a Bag Niggas hating up on the gang Cause they not making a bag Man, that shit sad Cause he not getting a bag How they broke But they linking Man, they must be fags I'm still popping tags Man, don't play tonight Yeah, I brought my pipe I might let it spray tonight