Lock The Fin

Bitch, I'm slidin' through the city with my kin If I ain't got it, then he got it That's what make us lock the fin If you ain't bout it, then don't spout it I could break a nigga's ribs All that yap and he was cappin I can see straight through the fibs Like, why you lie to me Said he was gon' what when he see who It don't apply to me Your shorty wanna a ride and catch a vibe And she can't slide with me Them boys done lost they pride And now they hide you, can't divide the beef Niggas in they prime done turned to mime's Now we can't hear a Peep Shut these lil niggas up R.I.P. my brothers Shout out my street sweepers in the cut I grew up playin' zombies Mentally prepared for blood and guts You could be a homie Shark infested , waters we turned up I'm hot like wasabi Told the bitches, look, but they can't touch You can watch my body Known to catch me jiggin' in the cut the fishes right behind me Whatever is up is gon' be stuck I put that on my mommy I'm not lookin' back, we goin' up And that's just how it goes In the river city with my niggas It's a different mode Niggas ain't gon' turn they back on me The code is in they soul Down the way we got the recipe We puttin' niggas on V.E. got me too turned up from Louis V to Sweden We been makin' classics in the cut Like where my nigga Weezy Know he got that bottle in the cut This shit is just too easy You niggas can't make it hard enough And bitch, we here to stay I facilitate or Get the bucket, I got what it takes Walkin' with the faith of God in me So I'm not led astray gizzle put that spark up under me So I could lead the way And I'ma take us to the top If you know our story Then you know it's major to the plot For us to get the glory Bitch, we gotta work until we drop So I'ma stop my hoarding everything I make is gettin' dropped Slidin' through the city with my kin If I ain't got it, then he got it That's what make us lock the fin If you ain't bout it, then don't spout it I could break a nigga ribs all that yappin', he was cappin I can see straight through the fields That's on big -Fishtank activity, you know what the f*ck's goin' on Fish made never bitch-made Fish or die, nigga Gang Gang