Shells

Shit, Oh Damn These niggas need help Cuz we came for the game and the wealth And we plan to keep for ourselves They hating Oh well Us young niggas don't give a damn It's FON and we're next You know it We ain't gotta flex Keep talking that shit and get blessed We putting these niggas to rest I know Crips that will pull up with Techs And some Bloods who will pull it they self Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells Shells I don't f*ck with you goofies You niggas some pyons These niggas hellas gay like colors in neon Bout to take it back on you like I'm fitted in Fila Im with my niggas only Got me feeling like T.I. I'm so light skin And you know I'm the shit She still tryna f*ck And I ain't turned on the bitch She better call it quits before my chick start tripping Lil momma will leave her blooded up and limping Money is always what I'm about Don't come between or you'll be escorted out Corner that nigga like a boxing ring and show him Now he distorted out Bitch I'm tryna get rich than bitch on pole Dropping that ass for them hundreds now So I can spend it on ounces of dope and I blow What I smoke in a day is 100 pounds Bitch I keep a extended clip in the Glocky For any nigga that be feeling they cocky One, two Double tap with the rocket I'm taking over bitch I'm fly like a pilot And when I'm rise I ain't rocking no Prada But I when rise All I want is my honor You disrespect I'm rolling up with my partner Any last words to me nigga You're fired