[Intro]
Could ask anybody they gon’ tell you I’m-this really that
[Verse 1]
Bounce out the car he took flight, you’ll think that he ran track
He was aiming for his face, he made us put em in his back
We leave the gram for the bitches, we don’t do The tip for tap
We just put that hot shit on niggas, you can’t get them back
Niggas hanging out on corners, they gon die on
A drill beat the only thing them little niggas slide on
G-23 with a button Ion care If it’s five of them
They jump In the wheel I’m tryna kill told Brodie follow them
They don’t see me I’m too sneaky I be creeping look like halo man
Ya big homie got his gun took, this the nigga that y’all following?
She don’t suck dick she gettin’ kicked I ain’t with all the childish shit
Push a button let it glide I ain’t even gotta drive this bitch 2024 push button doors I’m in some stylist shit
[Break 1]
Tell her friends “I’m that nigga”, It’s a killer who she riding with
Funeral and wakes we put the, opps through all kind of shit
We gon shoot try and knock you out ya boots, Fuck all the hollering
[Verse 2]
The way little bro shoot you’ll think he tryna get a scholarship
Flame ya whole block broad day they say we wild as shit
Papi really that them niggas, popped they really ass
Drop my name in a diss Hoping they will get a mention Hit ya block with a switch, we turned niggas into victims
Bitch ass so fat every time she walk, look like she twitching
Little bro will dump it and then reload it that, lil’ nigga go to glitching
We was taught to get on close we don’t be shooting from a distance
We stand over niggas personally make sure them niggas feel it
I ain’t the type to go diss for diss nigga I’ll kill you
You had a run when we was young but that shit dead you niggas finished
I really pop out with a button and 30k like fuck the gimmick
Shiesty on they know it’s me cause I ain’t tuck the pendant
[Break 2]
We call Brody trampoline he catch a opp and he gon flip him
Long nose G-17 this bitch like Scotty Pippen
She see Papi scratching itching, tell her friend “Like papi Tripping”
[Verse 3]
I got bucks, sluts, shut the fuck up and mind ya business
I’m a product of the trenches aim at ya noggin and we split it
If Ain’t No Profit I ain’t with it I need money, dollars digits
Johnny impala sliding tinted soon as we spot him hop out get him
He tried to run and went to trippin’ soon as he stumbled brody flicked him
He got stood over he was finished we pull off sliding laughing giggling
They know we wild they know we vicious we treat the Johnny like a stick shift
Who gon say that I ain’t that?
I put that bag on your head and that’s a wrap
I had that bag way before I ever thought about a rap
I’m known for jumping out robbing sliding Audi’s back to back and when you see me on that corner you know papi got that sack
I’m the heroin man around my way I serve the smack
I leave most them niggas sick cause I put dick up in they bitch
I bounce out fresh as fuck two hundred thousand for my kick
I got dog I got pit but I’m tryna go legit
He signed a deal for sixty thousand shit I drop that on my wrist
He went and brought a 36 I would’ve got that for my bitch
When we shoot we don’t miss all net it sound like (Kush, kush, kush)
We gon empty out the clip before we jump back in the whip
They rap about made up shootings that shit don’t even exist
[Break 3]
Drop diss after diss and they still ain’t did shit
Drop addy’s to every show but them niggas never slid
Bro said “Why I’m still into beef when I’m starting to get big”
[Verse 4]
I could be 20 million up that ain’t gon change the way I live
They started smoke they gotta go them niggas know
Just what they did
We got the drop by three o’clock we came through shooting up the crib
Stick in a knot It make it hard for me try to tuck in it
He did some floss shit one time I never fucked with him again
He dropped at the bus stop they’ll never catch the bus again
Twenty thousand in Amiri’s it’s a light day I bust on her lip then I dip I wish I might stay
It’s one in the head in her bed I wish she might play
I get to that pot throw on that glove I feel like Mike J
I done seen and did a lot of shit I can’t not say
Lil’ Brody shoot tryna execute get you out my way
You brought a deuce and tried to bring it back Fuck out my face
You’ll think the gang do graffiti cause we all spray
Shit was never easy me and brody came from hard days
They caught him with his bitch and let it flick then made him part ways
A whole month straight we gave the opps a bunch of dark days
[Outro]
Niggas can’t fuck with me dawg like word to bro
