Gah Damn

Tell them how I caught my first murder charge Nah you tell them how you caught your first murder I caught my first murder case A nigga opened up my closet up The money hit him on the head and the nigga died Hundred racks on his neck Hundred racks on his neck God damn You know he really from the set God damn He will die for respect God damn He told them niggas cut a check God damn To a boss from a shooter God damn Hundred pounds in a Uber God damn Sig sauer had a ruler God damn, God damn, God damn Presidential rose gold F*ck with him is like cooking on a broke stove Or even worse seeing your mama with no clothes on Imagine that doing powder with a broke nose So surreal, ain't it Told her no, then the bitch fainted Heard that I fell off That's the picture that the niggas painting Ask em how they feel now It's getting real now Make them niggas bite the bullet gotta chill now This is how I sound when the bird fly That's another lost nigga when the dove fly Where's your loyalty is none of your blood huh You really hate P A C just because huh Yeah I know Hundred racks on his neck God damn You know he really from the set God damn He will die for respect God damn He told them niggas cut a check God damn To a boss from a shooter God damn Hundred pounds in a Uber God damn Sig sauer had a ruler God damn God damn God damn Range Rover matte black Treat this bitch just like a rental but it's not that He ain't even drop the music how he buy that He been on for a minute can't deny that Can't deny that Not the nigga that I used to be Had to go and get some salt for them leeches that was using me Never knew how this view would be Trying to see if that's the sky or the ocean it's confusing me I just laugh when I'm Looking down on the mad bitches Acting cute with the bad odors Broke niggas acting rich on their friend's sofas They just happy with their fame that's what Nip told us Hundred racks on his neck God damn You know he really from the set God damn He will die for respect God damn He told them niggas cut a check God damn To a boss from a shooter God damn Hundred pounds in a Uber God damn Sig sauer had a ruler God damn God damn God damn This one man he played dumb He ain't even know that I had my gun Was a big fat deadly strap hundred round drum Them type of clips called a honey bun Now I'm Cuban shopping in the diamond district Almost left it in the car I tell myself Pac you gotta get it You a trophy wearing trophies nigga why I risk it Tighten up and think about it nigga you done did it Yeah as I'm walking up in nova See a group of niggas seven deep and I ain't know em Let these niggas try and on my son I'ma show them that If they reach they go die cause I ain't going Hundred racks on his neck God damn You know he really from the set God damn He will die for respect God damn He told them niggas cut a check God damn To a boss from a shooter God damn Hundred pounds in a Uber God damn Sig sauer had a ruler God damn God damn God damn God damn God damn God damn