No I In Team

Kill records, that's the squad off top We mobbin', you know what I'm saying? Shoutout to everybody We rockin' Geys Mac, thank you Kill records Ain't no I in team Ain't no I in mob Ain't no I in squad Only I in bitch And your bitch got her eye on this dick Real niggas from my city come together, keep it lit Real nigga in the place, better watch what you say Four nick on my hip and it's not on safe Disgrace the hood, never shoot if I pull it These are not rubber bullets Keep it pushing, lil' mama looking hard Candy paint cars come from juggin' She's so tookin' and her man so wussy I don't want her, but she throwing the pussy Good looking, but I'm cool Like a beamer leather seats, I'm smooth AC in the heat, I'll bring heat in Miami Vanity apparel, Kill Records is the squad Disrespect us, we gon' fire Kill records is the squad Disrespect us we gon'- Ayy, kill the squad, we with the shit, guillotine West block G-town Verbena Two hunnid block riding, I bet some niggas dying But it's all just a part of the E.P.A. The G really shining Thirty dicks for the kill, we organize mobbin' Turn your living into a dead room I said we mobbin' Leave your mama whimpering and sobbing for respect Meezy mean pay boy be at your door step regarding cash Bear face and no mask, live in HD I get the money Then I get the ass Top of my class niggas salute a G You talking 'bout paper, then you talking about me Ain't no I in team Ain't no I in mob Ain't no I in squad Only I in bitch And your bitch got her eye on this dick Real niggas from my city come together, keep it lit Ain't no I in team, but it's me in team I complete the squad, Kill Records the dream God's chosen, kick a hater like a bad habit Losers race You the turtle, I'm the damn rabbit Got the mind of a mogul, just trust me Thinking more than rap, tryna be the next Puffy Hustle like Russell, boss like Ross Numbers increase as the clock tick-tock For the ones who don't support, don't jump the wagon later Best believe when I'm on top, ain't no joining later Why is it like that? We need to back each other I do this for my people, free my little brother Free Jamarea Street savage, all about my cabbage Better not cross me, silly rabbit 'Cause I'll let your ass have it I'm a certified trapper, I'm really not a rapper You will never catch me slipping, because I stay with my strap-ah I'm a west block general, real nigga making moves F*ck what you niggas hollerin' too G-town, what it do? My name got thirty-two I never hesitate to shoot And if you think I'm wolfin', well nigga, just come and slide through My pockets bulging from all this paper I'm holdin' On some real nigga shit, ho niggas already knowing No matter where I go, believe a nigga holdin' Bitch, it is what it is, I'm a motherfucking soldier Ain't no I in team Ain't no I in mob Ain't no I in squad Only I in bitch And your bitch got her eye on this dick Real niggas from my city come together, keep it lit All I know is fast money and sticking to the script Stay on the scene where money gets flipped I'm a product of the streets, I live that fast life Move me for the cream In other words, I'm nothing nice Stuntin' and thuggin', sipping on some XO Never love a chick, I'm in her pockets trying to check dough Rubber bands wrappin' grands, on some go getter shit Fly like a helicopter, looking real exclusive I'm far from artificial, I'm what you call authentic The money mandatory, it's a must that I get it Kill Records keep it lit, literally So that's what I'm gon' do, 'til I am resting in peace Ain't no I in team Ain't no I in mob Ain't no I in squad Only I in bitch And your bitch got her eye on this dick Real niggas from my city come together, keep it lit