[Verse 1]
Stereotypes come to me, I fit all of this shit
No I ain’t MJ, but off wall with this shit
I dropped bread, ‘cause these bullets came hollowed and shit
Only love for my fam and my sticks, i don’t care for the bih, I be cold ain’t no heart for a bih
I’m bout heartless as shit, i’m to raw for a bih
End up short for a bih
What the fuck is you thinking ?, wouldn’t dare for to crawl for a bih
I’m sober as ever, they say that i’m seeming off it
I’m so sick, that they saying i’m seeming nauseous
Glock with night sights, and a red beam up on it
ARP I jus copped, with the cleanest optic
Thirty-three round extension, I fiend to mop it
I could clean any mess, I ain’t stressed at all bih
If it’s that then let’s get it, I over drawed it
34 shots, bet it won’t jam or stall bih
[Chorus]
I hear all the shit that they say on the low, i’m finna go tend to it
Grab a stick, hit they strip, I’ll make ‘em all dip, when I pull up on bidness, I bend thru it
I zip loc the gas, I don’t put in a bag, I put in tupperware, it’s no scent to it
My nigga trust me for to hold down his pack while he hot, ‘cause we family no friends to it
If you ain’t BCG, or GMK, or Olive Renegade, then it’s fuck you, and everything coming behind you huh
Yeah I see ‘em lil sneak disses, you put on yo’ IG page, no I ain’t acknowledged, but word is my bond, just wait till I find you
Ima blind you
[Verse 2]
I’m so cool on ho, I a tell her ass “Fuck you bitch”, and straight to her face to
I ain’t one of them niggas you juggle, you played when you fumble, and gave up your place to
I got options the same way you do, so as quick you replace me, bitch I could replace you
And we all know how bad it could get, when i’m mad an see red, fuck around and I waste you
And then stamp that lil’ pussy ass nigga you head over heels for, he a flunkie
Nigga we done hit licks, where we ran in a crib, where the safe put the pin, whats the code type it in, where the money
Nigga so green, he got caught stealing in 4K on the cameras, like if he a junkie
Kept alot to myself, on this walk by myself, they below but they feeling above me
I ain’t having the time to be entertaining no hoes, that’s yo insecurities
Watching my stories from fake pages, and logged in my socials, that’s pure immaturity
You play like a saint, but you a sin like a demon, I been knew you cap on yo purity
Nah I ain’t trusting a word, i ain’t trusting a soul, you could try, but you fail to assuring me
Tricked myself out my love, so I ain’t bitter to nobody no mo’, time heals all
I be fucking her raw, with a condom up over my heart, ‘cause I don’t want to feel nah
Hit the gas I be gone in the wind, pray forgiveness my sins, whenever I peel off
I can’t change not the type i’m forever a rider, i’m riding until all the wheels fall
[Chorus]
I hear all the shit that they say on the low, i’m finna go tend to it
Grab a stick, hit they strip, I’ll make ‘em all dip, when I pull up on bidness, I bend thru it
I zip loc the gas, I don’t put in a bag, I put in tupperware, it’s no scent to it
My nigga trust me for to hold down his pack while he hot, ‘cause we family no friends to it
If you ain’t BCG, or GMK, or Olive Renegade, then it’s fuck you, and everything coming behind you huh
Yeah I see ‘em lil sneak disses, you put on yo’ IG page, no I ain’t acknowledged, but word is my bond, just wait till I find you
Ima blind you
Stereotypes come to me, I fit all of this shit
No I ain’t MJ, but off wall with this shit
I dropped bread, ‘cause these bullets came hollowed and shit
Only love for my fam and my sticks, i don’t care for the bih, I be cold ain’t no heart for a bih
I’m bout heartless as shit, i’m to raw for a bih
End up short for a bih
What the fuck is you thinking ?, wouldn’t dare for to crawl for a bih
I’m sober as ever, they say that i’m seeming off it
I’m so sick, that they saying i’m seeming nauseous
Glock with night sights, and a red beam up on it
ARP I jus copped, with the cleanest optic
Thirty-three round extension, I fiend to mop it
I could clean any mess, I ain’t stressed at all bih
If it’s that then let’s get it, I over drawed it
34 shots, bet it won’t jam or stall bih
[Chorus]
I hear all the shit that they say on the low, i’m finna go tend to it
Grab a stick, hit they strip, I’ll make ‘em all dip, when I pull up on bidness, I bend thru it
I zip loc the gas, I don’t put in a bag, I put in tupperware, it’s no scent to it
My nigga trust me for to hold down his pack while he hot, ‘cause we family no friends to it
If you ain’t BCG, or GMK, or Olive Renegade, then it’s fuck you, and everything coming behind you huh
Yeah I see ‘em lil sneak disses, you put on yo’ IG page, no I ain’t acknowledged, but word is my bond, just wait till I find you
Ima blind you
[Verse 2]
I’m so cool on ho, I a tell her ass “Fuck you bitch”, and straight to her face to
I ain’t one of them niggas you juggle, you played when you fumble, and gave up your place to
I got options the same way you do, so as quick you replace me, bitch I could replace you
And we all know how bad it could get, when i’m mad an see red, fuck around and I waste you
And then stamp that lil’ pussy ass nigga you head over heels for, he a flunkie
Nigga we done hit licks, where we ran in a crib, where the safe put the pin, whats the code type it in, where the money
Nigga so green, he got caught stealing in 4K on the cameras, like if he a junkie
Kept alot to myself, on this walk by myself, they below but they feeling above me
I ain’t having the time to be entertaining no hoes, that’s yo insecurities
Watching my stories from fake pages, and logged in my socials, that’s pure immaturity
You play like a saint, but you a sin like a demon, I been knew you cap on yo purity
Nah I ain’t trusting a word, i ain’t trusting a soul, you could try, but you fail to assuring me
Tricked myself out my love, so I ain’t bitter to nobody no mo’, time heals all
I be fucking her raw, with a condom up over my heart, ‘cause I don’t want to feel nah
Hit the gas I be gone in the wind, pray forgiveness my sins, whenever I peel off
I can’t change not the type i’m forever a rider, i’m riding until all the wheels fall
[Chorus]
I hear all the shit that they say on the low, i’m finna go tend to it
Grab a stick, hit they strip, I’ll make ‘em all dip, when I pull up on bidness, I bend thru it
I zip loc the gas, I don’t put in a bag, I put in tupperware, it’s no scent to it
My nigga trust me for to hold down his pack while he hot, ‘cause we family no friends to it
If you ain’t BCG, or GMK, or Olive Renegade, then it’s fuck you, and everything coming behind you huh
Yeah I see ‘em lil sneak disses, you put on yo’ IG page, no I ain’t acknowledged, but word is my bond, just wait till I find you
Ima blind you
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