Channel 9

[Intro] (Ayy, Rashon, this bitch go crazy) (Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat) [Chorus] Smokin' dope, tryna get my head on Chasin' money, oh, yeah, tryna get my bread long Smokin', rollin', totin' tryna put shit on Channel 9 I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me Niggas know I step, I pay that shotter's fee I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em All these hoes they done had they chance And them boys wasn't quick on feet [Verse 1] Bust and they missed it Peep out one funny thing, then I up and I hit it Diamond chains, diamond watch it be glistenin' Murder man, but won't never admit it Murder gang, stay on top of my business I ain't pulling out that Bentley for bitches In a Civic, back seat strapped with a glizzy Clean, like that dirty shit that I'm sippin' Don Juan, granted gold my pendant I got too many bitches, up in war, I got too many blickys Murder time through that North, I be ridin' with them hitters I probably be strapped with a Semi Nigga know with that bottle, I be blockin' all-day And I'm plannin' on murderin' the victim Shorty inside of the dirty, be slangin' that yeah And they know they can't play with a nigga [Chorus] Smokin' dope, tryna get my head on Chasin' money, oh, yeah, tryna get my bread long Smokin', rollin', totin' tryna put shit on Channel 9 I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me Niggas know I step, I pay that shotter's fee I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em All these hoes they done had they chance And them boys wasn't quick on feet [Verse 2] Look, tell 'em free Vaughn, dirty illegal guns on my waist I got two clips together on the Drac', with a illegal handle on the .223 I don't even know why I can't even have grip on the front of that fire I'm a convicted felon, I can't win for losin' while standin' in trial I don't even trust her, I know I can't trust her, but she want a child She know I'm a thug her, she know I can't love her It ain't worth the while, not wasting my time I stay with that iron, I be moving around, I be kickin' the shit, I'm big slime In my own dimension, prices be tempting, them gunners not turnin' it down [Chorus] Smokin' dope, tryna get my head on Chasin' money, oh, yeah, tryna get my bread long Smokin', rollin', totin' tryna put shit on Channel 9 I'm quick to notice, let these niggas know it's time They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me Niggas know I step, I pay that shotter's fee I'ma make them slimes go sweep 'em All these hoes they done had they chance And them boys wasn't quick on feet [Outro] (Ayy, Rashon, this bitch go crazy) (Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)