MESSAGE

T2 nigga, I got blues nigga, don't get mad at me let that bitch choose nigga Ahhh! nigga how you gon roll if you can't fake the work Lil Brody wanna slide up on a opp but shit I popped em first Pop up out the bush Broad day like it ain't shit to it Aim four nick at that nigga head like you supposed to do it When it's dark in the streets this shit start getting scary You niggas lost a homie in march and y'all ain't slid since February Don't say you popped that nigga on the gram when you you did not do it I heard you niggas lying in yo rap y'all be making cap music He tried to slide but he got chopped up in a white Buick Aye chopped up in that white Buick If a nigga tripping up the Glock he might not do it Niggas produce bullshit every year I think they mark rubin I'm dealing shells out this v And you ain't in the field If a nigga slide He get mopped up ain't no trynna hide You say you a nigga You up the Glock But You is not gon shoot it Walk up and get a nigga done tapped like it ain't shit to it I got a Rich white fiend that pulled up in a big Beamer Tried to run off with a quarter key so I fuckin slipstreamed em All black 50 got kick I think that bitch Johnny cage Pull it out and f*ck up the road I guess this a different rage Move a ton when I push the dope I push a different pace Make my toes curl when she suck me up she got different face Making empty threats on the gram no you will not rob me And if you try I chop yo block up even god can't stop me How you got a hard ass facade and you ain't got a body Rich on the gram broke in real life you niggas like tommy I know you niggas ain't have no pape you niggas knew I knew What I'm smoking on really strong you can't escape the fumes If he get popped and got some clout it just might make the news Aye! Damn I shouldn't have did that It only cost a couple punk ass words to get yo wig splat This one bitch will f*ck and set you up she a ultra faker And I got this one bad bitch she a trip taker Her nigga don't want me round the bitch but imma meet her later Stuffed her up she might hate me now but she gone thank me later When we get that Td in NV and then she get the paper Lil baby said she wanna conversate but Ian really fond of the talkin if you ain't breakin pape You'll never catch me running to the bitch I guess I'm outta shape I guess I'm outta shape As a matter a fact I'll chase a freak hoe Not to f*ck but stretch her ass and get them c notes If a nigga trippin and he loving on my hoe his bitch get repoed (get yo bitch repoed nigga)