[Intro]
On god
Huh
What, what, what, what, what, what, what
[Verse 1]
How the fuck you a shooter, you ain't get your man?
Glock 30S with the stick in my pants
Put a glee on the back this bitch won't jam
Shoot him dead in his shit, he ain't stick to the plan
Slide my hood, 30 [?] in a van
It happened too quick put the blick on your man
"Papi you wilin" bitch I'm getting drowsy
Keep poppin' these Roxis, I'm not finna box you
Right where we seen him at that's where we shot him
Had the Glock in my draws put that bitch on your noggin'
I get in a car just to jump out quick
Switch clear the whole block nigga we don't miss shit
Tried to run but he couldn't duck these 5.56s
I get in my mode nigga going in the grave
It's hollows in the Drac' we gon' throw 'em in your face
I don't gotta pay them niggas to stand on business
Stop me whеn I'm lying nigga God my witness
Papi in the kitchen hе hog mog whippin’
Jump out broad day put that rod on niggas
Bitch keep coming back I'm a dog ass nigga
I get fresh as a bitch
Got nigga rap deal on my neck and my wrist
I knew he was getting robbed when I stepped in this bitch
I don't really want kick it with none of you niggas
You better pray to god rap work
If it don't I'm getting my mask first
I could really show you how a slab work
I trick a nigga serve him bad work
You really told them crackers mad words
We ain’t talkin’ shit nigga shoot first
I'm cleaning shit but I do dirt
It really ain't even have to end like this
Paranoid as fuck cuz go get my stick
That car spun twice I don't know who that is
Perc' wearin' off now I'm startin' to have them visions
When I get in that mode I go to thinking different
I walk in the house got the reaper on me
I think my people put them people on me
I can't go like brodie gotta keep it on me
My head hurt and my stomach twistin'
I heard brodie talking I was tryna listen
Lil cuz caught me I was pot whippin'
Told him “Get your ass back nigga mind your business”
Rap money kinda cool but this my side business
Head first in the dope ho dived in it
I jump out with that drake surprise nigga
They say “Don’t trust papi he lining niggas”
Cuban hittin’ I’ll blind a blind nigga
OG said “Take your time with it”
Dope hole rollin' threw a bomb in it
Brodie walked in brought a nine with him
Auntie sit the fuck back give me five minutes
I got three more clucks at the side window
If you my nigga then bitch I’ll die for you
Imma keep it tall ain't gotta lie to you
When you get in my car I hope the fire with you
Go against the mob let the fire hit you
[Interlude]
On god
Dawg Shit Records nigga
HAWRRR
[Verse 2]
My whole life they called a nigga crazy
I jump out the car broad day and chase him
Imma get my man ain't no mistakin'
5.56 fuck around break the pavement
Shoot a nigga in his head if he late with the payment
Got turned to a John Doe niggas no name
Shoot that block every day make you lil niggas famous
My mama said “Baby don't talk to no strangers”
All the money I got came straight out of strangers
When auntie need a hit she be moving in strangers
Put you in the front seat make lil cuz strangle you
I feel like one of the Sopranos
More like Gotti when took the Gambino’s
Move like Marlo when he asked prop Joe
G Money movin' funny he deserved to get killed
My life like a movie but this shit real
When you speak on me that's a big deal
If I sign on the line it's a big deal
If I don't know you like that you get skimped still
I go airplane mode tell a bitch chill
I'm high as fuck when I'm in the kitchen
I be thinking bout brodie I'm just reminiscing
When I get in my mode I get my pistol
You ever feel like everybody out to get you?
You ever feel like your niggas ain't rockin' with you?
You ever feel like you gotta kill one of your mans?
You ever took two pills and took two again?
You ever feel like the walls starting to close in?
You ever get paranoid start seeing shit?
You ever clutched that chop fall asleep with it?
You ever wake out your sleep with cold sweats?
Gotta spend more money 'cause they ain't gone yet
[Outro]
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