Solid

(Pipe that shit up, TNT) (Mike made the 808’s) I wasn’t gon’ use these for this one But it’s straight we could do that Yeah I ain’t see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time Phone off, I just lost my keys, and my right mind They already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine Do it on my own, trying to f*ck with me, risk your lifeline I don’t entertain the fuckery, I’m grown, I make cash plays Every day’s a bad day, but I don’t let it crash me I’m solid as they come, don’t recommend you try to flag me Bitch don’t try to bag Jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed I’m in the car, gone on the road, I ain’t been home in days Running the streets, letting it spark, bro doing home invades He on the east, trying to lay low, staying where no one stays And his lil’ niggas been stepping on shit, they wildin' and blowing K’s And me, well, I been on all of that Bitch called, I ignored, ain’t called her back My temper to short, ain’t tall for that Real street nigga yeah, I’m falling back I say some, bet I do that Pull up surprise, like who that ? Stimulus check, bought new straps Can’t wait for a reason, to shoot that, ooo I’m with that shit they rapping about, you could pull my jacket yeah Ask around 'bout BCG-GMK, we known to clap it yeah I ain’t talking ‘bout no ho’s, when I say I got a ratchet (Yeah-Yeah) “Power Move-No Genre” give us some time, and we’ll be massive yeah Learn areas, then bit blocks Escape route set, he get shot That girl shaking ass, on Tik-Tok She ain’t mines I don’t know her, get lost I didn’t just f*ck, I made love to her Don’t treat her wrong, I thug to her I’m in the back, giving drugs to her Say f*ck four-five, they ducks to her I ain’t see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time Phone off, I just lost my keys, and my right mind They already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine Do it on my own, trying to f*ck with me, risk your lifeline I don’t entertain the fuckery, I’m grown, I make cash plays Every day’s a bad day, but I don’t let it crash me I’m solid as they come, don’t recommend you try to flag me Bitch don’t try to bag Jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed Break into your crib, just like Mr. Claus Take the values out that bitch, like it’s a Synagogue Niggas bitches, couple years they’ll hit menopause We gon’ go and hit ‘em first, and we’ll hit ‘em hard Let you look into my eyes, I do not wear sunglasses Running to the money, I do not go run past it I got good aim, I ain’t tooken gun classes Nigga I take back roads, ain’t no sun passes Ain’t no vouchers, all us really verified Put in work officially, so we gon’ wear our stripes Niggas pussy always in the crib, and scared outside We keep tools on us, lil’ more then pair of pliers Chiko Black still wipe your nose, and he a family man Send him to the coroner, let them examine him Von ain’t never worked a job, but had put in work So f*ck with any one of us, and you get put in dirt, yeah I ain’t see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time Phone off, I just lost my keys, and my right mind They already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine Do it on my own, trying to f*ck with me, risk your lifeline I don’t entertain the fuckery, I’m grown, I make cash plays Every day’s a bad day, but I don’t let it crash me I’m solid as they come, don’t recommend you try to flag me Bitch don’t try to bag Jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed