360 (feat. HunchoSqueeze)

Hit a nigga in his head, he did a 360, talkin' all that big shit, but niggas they can't get with me Yo, bitch, f*ck with me instead of you because I hit different You hit that bitch inside of yo crib and now yo rent, alright You hit that bitch inside yo crib and now yo rent, missing' Sendin' shots like it's football, but we really blitz, niggas Nah, I might Jack Thriller, y'all, shootin' zombie tips, nigga I like a bitch with a BBL, it make her sit different Aim the blick at her fuckin' ear and make that bitch listen VVS shoutin' out no flash, make my shit glisten Do his ass like I'm playin' Madden, I'm a hit stick him Two-two-threes, hit him in his dome, I'ma send him home Got a chrome heart in chrome heart, now my feelings gone I got standards now, I like my bitch fifty percent silicone He diss, we don't diss, we really like to get niggas gone Ironic how I caught a snitch tellin' on the telephone All you do is send him packs and then my niggas, they gon' get him gone Bustin' seven hours straight, my Glock, he did a ten to four Thinkin' that I'm lackin', up the blicky on my leather coat Ironic how I punch bins and I like to fuckin' tote Bullets, they gon' laugh at you since you like to fuckin' joke In a fast whip, I might f*ck around and wake the block up Nigga want to box, he throw a punch, I pick the chop up She keep starin' at my wrist, shit, it's probably cause my watch bust All that workin' out, that lil' nigga finna die buff I copped the Cartier glasses with the ice frames This shit like for death, bought this pape like it's Squid Game This lil' bitch call me by my government, but I don't know her name Only wanted pape, shit, I never gave a f*ck about fame I was speedin' in that Benz, huncho somewhere in a Trackhawk Short nigga But I promise that my money stand tall I'm rich, so I keep some bad bitches in my section And I just hit that one nigga bitch that I can't mention Tapped in with the scams, I don't f*ck with bricks How your big brother a ham? Ain't that nigga 26 I heard he workin' nine to five, so we gon' catch him at his shift What I spent in sommerset the down payment on your whip That shit crazy, I'm really rich off scams and a rap I touched a hundred at like 17, lil' nigga, I ain't cappin' I want Wells, Chase, and PNC, so nigga just come tap in finna f*ck the city up when we drop