3 Am In The Bry

Thought I was gone til I came back and popped it in they face We hit the block with switches & dracs We pop out with 308's Closed case another opp at heaven gates Closed casket hit with a ratchet that tore a chunk up off his face I'm a mathematician I can break it down and serve halves Real stepper nigga we run down make niggas use they calves Opps broke asf and dirty these bullet showers give em a bath ARP For a crash dummy and the bullet sound like a car crash Niggas broke penny pinching know they ain't getting no cash Track stars we hop out got niggas running laps If you gang or gbh hell nahh don't give me dap Real trench baby and in my hood I had to adapt I had to go and catch a hat way before that I could rap Diablo season do the dance and tilt my hat Say nada to them killers they hop out and they attack Mama check my waist before I leave the crib to confirm I got my strap Momma you know I got my pipe Big ass Glock with a switch attached this bitch blacker than Wesley snipes Way before I hopped in that car and spinned I was riding round on my bike I was thugging on my block back when niggas was scared to fight Tell the plug that I'm on way Finessed me a smoker and sold em some shake But I'm still having white like Ashley and Mary Kate Draco clip taped im scaling weight my line at the trap is from field to the A Ask about big k we leave shit stiff right on the pavement cause niggas they be hating