Stamina

[Intro] This is a Melo beat [Verse 1: SJ] Ay, I'm running man down with my stamina, high I ain't running out of breath this time Now his tracksuits ruined for throwing gang signs Last time they saw me in the nine 4 man got juiced 2 of them were mine Next time you try to drive on the line Keep your foot on the gas and don't think twice About ride in the nizz are you bunning spice Imma wet man down bare blood on Ez Wet a man down like man don't care Hold on bro this beef ain't fair Think another opp boy got put in the air Another opp boy got put in the spliff I love it when this shotgun kicks This PR be holding six But I can't risk the clip save 2 for the pigs [Verse 2: LR] I done jumped out of the whip trying to fill him with led No shanks out tryna make him join his friend He got chinged by 3 of my men But I got no clue how this yute ain't dead My man talks about stabbing up chests While they're wearing a vest what a fucking mess Make some sense of who you cheff [?] Trap mash doing up trips for the bread On my birthday was dishing out pebs His friend dropped so we got him instead [?] Chat on tracks talk on snap But we ripped through their friends now they're talking void Lurk round there dem man get flamed [?] [Verse 3: Double Lz] Run slow, get caught, get drenched Hop out the ride with this 15 inch I'm eager to bore mans chest And I did that broad day chinging I should of gave him 3 in his head And now the opp block waving blades Shh got shanked and left for dead Opp block jump out and waving a skeng Nobody can tell me about glides Been over there with waps on peds Rusty nine and a 125 so I suggest you don't run out of breath Four opps got window chinged We made grown men start screaming like skets Run for your life get caught get stretched I gave him 3 and my ramz don't bend [Verse 4: Kwengface] Ay, brown skin girl gotta tap that Man's hands off so a man double wrap that Slap them kittens zedds in and bag that Light two step let a man have that See him posting racks on Snapchat Me and P not bro let me have that I was so damn low I couldn't hack that Had to get off my arse go trapmash Check that scoreboard man it's awful Lemme do up your man got got They act normal, they ain't normal How you still rap when your boy got shot [?] weapon got chopped Still getting love from my pagan thot I could talk about these traps all day but I'd rather talk bout guap(Ay, Ay) [Verse 4: Shaysqueeze]