Grand Magus (feat. OTS Kilo)

Aye You niggas be broke Go get you a bag No I ain't asking a nigga for shit I don't give a f*ck If I was selling my last It come to that point To put on a mask Hop in that V we gone spin like a fan I was down bad And I didn't have a plan Couple months later I was playing with bands Now hollering this bitch to Lil Pablo Told him come to the yo With some thot hoes Tryna cook this shit up like nachos They said they want smoke Then we packing the Tahoe Shit going bad Went trap out the car door Niggas went silent We filled em with hallows Stop all that capping You know you ain't buy those Broke as a bitch And you niggas gone follow But I might know the reason Why? Cuz they don't have no heart And these niggas just leaches Broke as a bitch Trying to pick up the pieces Cuz he got money Then act like he Jesus Don't want no fake loving I swear you can keep it When that shit get gone When that bitch be relieving How the f*ck you ain't see it Man you did what you did Give a f*ck bout your reason Yeah you did what you did Give a f*ck bout your reason I knew that you would switch up Like a treason Went through the drought And I swear we was fiending I chill in the hood With the junkies and demons I know I'm the one They all thought I was dreaming Hundred round drum Like riri it's singing I hit me a lick Every night I was spinning Legion road at a young age You'll be sinning Your homie might pop you Cuz he had some envy Devil been working I can't be too friendly If I hit your hoe Was probably accidentally When the white girl hit I control the frenzy Burning through these bands Cuz I know that there's plenty I'll still drop a dime And treat her like a penny I'm sending these niggas a shot Because they still sleep on a nigga Tryna hop out the whip With that motherfucking glock Bitch I'm ready to creep on a nigga These niggas know I won't fold Get caught in the jam I won't speak on a nigga Bitch I'm big kilo Aint make it this far From begging and watching And leashing on niggas On gang! I just stay on my Ps and Qs That's why lately I can't f*ck with you Cuz my mind Is stuck on that cash give a f*ck Bout a hoe throwing ass Popping perks like a junky I'm swerving hope I don't crash I'm splurging throwing up cash Blue strips make your hoe Want to smash I'm swerving and dodging these hoes Stop capping you know that you told For that pack I'm gone hit that road Ain't even break down But you know that it's sold Told the plug gone send me that load Bitch I been up And I just want some more Niggas gone hate That I got in that mode Bitch I'm gangster I stick to that code I just stay on my Ps and Qs That's why lately I can't f*ck with you Cuz my mind Is stuck on that cash Give a f*ck Bout a hoe throwing ass Popping perks like a junky I'm swerving hope I don't crash I'm splurging throwing up cash Blue strips make your hoe Want to smash