No, no, no, I got a bang
She crazy, one of my dogs will see me broke, I know he mad
She crazy, pass her head up for no explanation, wanna kill his ass
I got no heart, I got no soul
Put that shit inside my Glock
So when I blow this bitch, she flame
But this shit come in from the heart
How I express myself (kill it)
How I express myself (drill it)
How I express myself (spill it)
Ma do call my phone like Lee
She wanna see me in them trinkets
I feel like Ryder, I made a way
He niggas know I stand on business
Salute the slime, love nudity
Chat my line, but I don't work me
If you see drill, then you see coin
Best believe 308 with me
Nigga had to pay the drill to step
Nigga, I step for my revenge
With this street shit, ain't no riff
All see white flag when I surrender
Wartime on my side, B.P. ever whip, I get in
Way too real for the engine, I rock my life
They rockin' up, nigga, like to fit in
Hogan, Austin, y'all dead
The only problem, know how every child is
Stuck two hundred into Louis bag
Ma do cause die right now, phone line, nigga
She crazy, one of my dogs will see me broke, I know he mad
She crazy, pass her level up for no explanation, wanna kill his ass
I got no heart, I got no soul
Put that shit inside my Glock
Soon I blow this bitch, she flame
But this shit come in from the heart
How I express myself (kill it)
How I express myself (drill it)
How I express myself (spill it)
Ma do call my phone like Lee
She wanna see me in them tricks
I feel like Ryder, I made a way
He niggas know I stay down business
Her 25 plus 25, walkin' with her like (50)
Before I let my dog go down on the road, I kill him with this shit
Before I go buy bricks and bags, I go buy a building
The rats hold on BJ and throw like down
Feed my kills, hunt your bum baby
He still sittin', they pull the hold on
Her fat J3 hit wide, feel like it's time I need a load on
Ice, ice, no emotion, I didn't real, I should skate on
I'm puttin' some more work when I die, they chop all my tombstones
Shit crazy, one of my dogs gon' see me broke, I know he mad
Shit crazy, pops head up for no explanation, wanna kill his ass
I got no heart, I got no soul
Put that shit inside my Glock
So when I blow this bitch, she flame
But this shit come in from the heart
How I express myself (kill it)
How I express myself (drill it)
How I express myself (spill it)
Ma do call my phone like Lee
She wanna see me in them tricks
I feel like Ryder, I made a way
This niggas, know I stand up in it
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