[Intro] Lil' Rece produced it
[Verse] We that gang they love to speak on
If you ain't outside you gon' miss somethin', I don't be home
All in my face for what?
Bitch, be gone I ain't satisfied what I got, bitch I need
more SOB bitch and I'm very strict
Can't have a nigga in my presence on some scary shit
Cliquin' up?
Boy that's yo' ass, watch who you parin' wit' I just paid two bands for these nice kicks
These ain't on clearance bitch And bitch I'm bad at keepin' convos, that
is not my thang I don't wanna talk, bitch drop your drawers
and go your separate ways I'm the type of nigga to flip the P before
I sell a eighth Naw bitch I ain't high bitch, I'm relaxed
this how I meditate Shorty never leave me we be boo'd up on that
Ella Mai shit If you don't slap DaBoii bitch turn me up,
yo' ears hella ancient I was at the bottom, tell me what you know
about elevation?
You can't tell me shit, you don't know shit, 'cause you ain't elevated
Murder everywhere, he don't survive, he wasn't meant to save
Bitch when we out lurkin', prayer to put yo' brodie in that grave
Overlappin' these rap niggas full speed, I ain't finna pace myself
Who taught this young nigga game?
Learned from the mistakes, bitch I laced myself I went down, bro payed bail
Bankroll thick, K. Michelle I know Satan want my soul, bitch eat a dick,
it ain't for sale Nowadays rats gettin' past, you niggas made
it safe to tell And I ain't never fucked wit' niggas 'cause
you niggas fake as hell You niggas hate, the hoes love it
We animals, cold blooded Go go gadgets, wit' attachments'll leave 'em
with no stomach Don't know niggas, know of 'em
Two chains and they both flooded If the goal ain't for sure then my nigga I
won't trust it The streets and the system, my nigga they
both rugged The .40 or the choppa the bitches be bone
crushin' Bitch I like my hair this way, don't comb
it and don't brush it Matter fact bitch keep your hands to yourself
lil' bitch don't touch me And for you bitin' ass niggas, we the cavities
I be talkin' shit like every day, naw this ain't casually
In my city I be to the neck, but the strap wit' me
Ask God why it gotta be this way he said it had to be
Told him tell them demons leave me 'lone, 'cause they after me
I be soakin' game from them OG's while we matchin' it
You don't understand shit pole happen 'til it's happening
Bitch what goes around gon' come around, damn it's a tragedy Bitch
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