[Intro]
(Yes, Jayco)
Look at you
Got nothin' to tell a man, he ain't shit without his cup
Who the fuck is you?
[Verse]
Is you ridin' out?
Or you too busy noddin' out?
They been hidin' out
Wherever you see him, fire him down
That Micro Drac' could take a nigga face sound like the choir out
He ran off with that man shit, that mean he cool with dyin' 'bout it
I grew up like the Goodfellas, but I wasn't a good fella
I could see a nigga gettin' his ass whooped, I don't know if I would help him
I learned to mind my damn business
I'm God when I'm in the trenches
Up the rod when they look suspicious
I'm not goin' out like them other niggas
You put your man picture in the chain, we got shit cracked
You put your man picture in the chain, but ain't get getback
We put your man dead in a spliff, then we lit that
G29, 10 milli', if you run up, we push your shit back
2x4s on every door, whatever they on, we prepared for it
Don't wanna hear no war stories, we really down to go to war for it
This rappin' shit all I got, or else it's back to the pot
Pistol in my draws, I let it off a bitch gettin' rocked
I'm AI with the crossover, I trick yo dad in front of you
I took your shit, you know I did, now, tell me what you wanna do
This shit here a dirty game
If all you do is get pictures when they die, you gon' have thirty chains
Bounce out, nigga, work out on your aim
In the kitchen like [?]
On that bullshit like Johnny Dang
A made man, that's how I came
From front to back, I know the oath
Auntie said she knew me since I was a baby, I still sold her dope
She said I could rap my ass up and she always knew I'd be the G.O.A.T
[Outro]
You make me come up here and talk to you in person now, huh?
Hey, I ain't been callin' you, muhfucka, what am I callin' you for? I ain't viz
I'm sick of playin' with you, where's my motherfuckin' money?!
Oh hey man, who the fuck is you talkin' to like that? Don't come here and disrespect me on my block in front of my boys
Fuck y'all guala-gualas, man
Hijo de puta
What, nigga? What?
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all niggas
Yeah, baby boy, the wild card
I keep the ABM in the game
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