Set It Off

[Intro]

You know I love my niggas man, to death

Free Nine

I can't change for no bitch, no money, no nothing, you hear me?

My loyalty's to my brothers, to these streets, you dig?

Gang, woah

[Chorus]

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy

What you know 'bout warrin' over money? yeah baby

365, tryna make it through the summer

What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?

I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more

I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar

I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car

Like I can't believe it

[Verse 1]

Fake hoes, say no, ay

Fly shit, better clothes, ay

Chopppers and Dracos, ay

I remember late shows, ay

Crack 'til the bank close, ay

Fuckin' one of Drake's hoes, ay

Stashin' in the straight A, ay

Where I'm from you ain't safe, ay

War time pop out, slide

Get killed, you go outside

Not unless the mops outside

Never rat, keep my mouth quiet

Shoes cost your feature price, ay

Free the guys till they outside

Four hundred bands, that's why y'all mad

Signed Hyp, that's why y'all mad

Let it off

In the roof and the hood like set it off

Front me a brick, I'ma get it off

Since I was five I been a boss

Swag OC, I'm a [?]

Hear Rondo got out but I ain't seen the boy

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus]

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy

What you know 'bout warrin' over money? yeah baby

365, tryna make it through the summer

What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?

I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more

I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar

I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car

Like I can't believe it

[Verse 2]

Nowhere to stay

Always shots, nowhere to play

My life so crazy now

Spent eight on the section, said fuck Section 8

I bought my mom a new crib

No more rent being late

I told my granny she get the world and that's my word ok?

Bar money, brick money

Car money, stick money

Give a bitch nine dollars

A ho can't get shit from me

I used to sell soap

Gino ran out of coke

I hit 16, I had to tote

Because those killers ain't a joke

And I was tired of being broke

And I was tired of being poor

Kick door, kick door

I take it all and get gone

72 hours in a room

I never rat, so get on

You had to rat to get on

Yeah yeah

[Chorus]

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy

What you know 'bout warrin' over money? yeah baby

365, tryna make it through the summer

What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?

I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more

I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar

I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car

Like I can't believe it