My niggas train to kick a doe and go and get sum moe

Hunnids ina Safe

So fuck I’m finna pop ah stove

No we not going fishing but we got poles

And them want beef

No tacos but shells

Everytime they see me

Why them niggas always bell

But where was niggas at when I fighting up in jail

Niggas got shanks finna squabble ina cell

Forgot about me ain’t no bitch send no mail

Niggas know kno them BayLine niggas name ring bells

I’m the type to have a gun fresh out on bell

And you the type to hang around a nigga that’ll tell

And every beat I be gassin shit

Bitch I’m propain

And where was you

When I was stressin ina court tank

Ima trophy sum like top rank

Bussdownpesos bitch do whatever I say

Hollowtips jalapeños when we send shots

This 40 make a nigga dance

He gone diddy bop

Me and my niggas we done chase down plenty opps

And I ain’t have no gloves

So I had use socks

Smoke a nigga like sum pot

Hit em witta Glock

I just want the top bitch

Cause you talk a lot

He gone dance millyrock

When his body drop

Niggas scamming but still tryna flock

And I can’t let a nigga take me way from my mom

Main reason I be troopin with a fuccin chop

Nigga say he getting money

Nigga no you not

My niggas clutching ona

9 for the fuccin opp

Young nigga trippen 2 blowers like max pane

Niggas ona gram they be poppin it for the fame

How you still broke and you sniffin on cocaine

Pull up on them Niggas

Start runnin they hitting gates

Thirsty ina field

So fuck it im snatching chains

How you got a gun

When you bussin ain’t got no aim

Middle school my niggas been totin thangs

AND FUCK WHATEVER YOU CLAIM

Feeling froggy leep nigga please jump

I’m with yo bitch and she gone suck it

Til my knees num

One ina head gotta keep one

Oh he a snitch that’s what led em to a street punk

Young nigga coolin

But I always keep a heat tuck

You ain’t bout that action

You just talkin on the beat tough

I’m up in traffic I be gassin

Better keep up

I know y’all like

How I be gassin ona beat huh

Street Sweep slide thru

And we gone clean it

And if I’m not up ina Benz

Ima ima Beamer

We Finna Poe the last 4oe

Up ina liter

I Had to make a short stop

Derek jeter

And Fuck a bitch

Get out my way cause ion need her

She eat the dick and then I put it in between here

It’s politics so I attend to all the meetings

I’m robbin shit

No I ain’t with the meetin n greetin

Accomplishment

You know I’m proud of my achievement

And if you ain’t getting chicken

Why we beefing

This the type of shit

That make a nigga Wanna chip me

I got it wit me lil nigga come try to me

No stocks 30 clips and them fifthys

Yeah blue Hunnids lotta fifthys

No this ain’t the same song but rob wit me

Totin illegal weapon

We trippen up in they section

And you ain’t been around

Where was you when shit hot hectic

U Poppin hot shit talkin hot chili pepper

And ima dog ona bitch

Like a German Shepard

I drop the EP and they was still sleeping

On me

Them niggas hatin

Main reason gotta keep on me

We tryna snatch a nigga chain or take a nigga rollie

Don’t run up on me

The homie he got the 40 on nem