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Now bitch let's get tight back to business They start it I'ma finish It's just me Quez and Leeke, we got that .40 all in Lenox Told them if a nigga get to trippin' leave his brains right by the fitted The hardest nigga out my city ain't nobody fuckin' with me But I meant that being humble, real rap this ain't no mumble PJ might drop next summer already picked my baby momma Until then I'ma keep these condoms and some shit With a clip that's shape like commas So run up you get stretched just like the rest who 'bout that drama Heard the trap back open what you need, molly, pills or weed? Just pull up on a nigga out east so hot make sure you clean Still hit the south that shit be sweet on 103rd might meet a freak Make sure she creep 'cause if it's sweet then we gone slide down moncrief Niggas ain't never slide down my street, I wasn't worried, I never cared They know my granny was sittin' right there in that chair sayin' prayers A nigga slide then that's death DOA knock out his breath 'Cause we got shooters cross these streets and we got choppers up these stairs And that's on God, bitch, I ain't lying, I can do this without even trying Told them play blind 'cause they don't wanna see me shine and grind Since 2016 I been in my prime I was stuck in them trenches but made it out I guess that shit was perfect timing I'm that nigga don't need the diamonds Don't need the watch I told them watch I'll say fuck it and hit the block, I'll say fuck it then drop the top You don't wanna beef 'cause niggas droppin' especially not 'bout no thot Songtexte'Cause it's already getting hot and she already eating cock in here Brodie got his Glock in here, I say "Go it ain't no stopping him" Shaquille it ain't no blocking him Shit real, they say niggas getting killed behind Lil Poppa them My brother hit the curve and make a serve say he got rocks on him The early birds get the worm so he say motherfucker the cops and them Them youngins got Russian choppas on them ain't never keft America I had to leave the bitch alone sh got to tweaking talking marriage And I'ma get this money and fuck on London ain't talking Paris Fuck 'em up buy another pair 'cause that's some shit that I don't cherish Heard the opps smoke like swishers these niggas don't want no issues Tryna put a nigga on a picture, it's a G on every pistol On percs and weed, don't need no liquor, I'll probaly never forgive him So we gone turn him to a victim him and whoever with him I just said my prayers I'm feeling great, finna roll me up some wait You know they want me to watch what I say How many J's you smoked? eight How many pills you on? 'bout four Finna pop four more, bitch, that's eight Besides the bullshit life's great, I can enter the heaven gates off my face And I'm loaded, she say "Pull up" I say "Bitch, I'm on my way" I heard that bitch home hope she got her dick on when they knock off her face And they been scoping know these youngins 'round me roguish Young and ready and hoping tryna bust his head wide open Say I'm slept on but I ain't trippin' I'ma keep grindin' until I'm notice Real is rare and I'm one of the rare fuck Higgs I'm chosen no more errors Name another nigga harder than me in this era Bar for bar, fuck all the likes, comments and shares You ain't never looked down that barrow make a nigga tuck his tail Pressure been applied bond got denied that's that shit that made you tell But free my niggas in them systems I can't wait to y'all here Slick jumped and I missed 'em only up from here this our year Ain't no nigga breathing I'll fear brand new Glock with the extra gear Aye, Twin hot say he tryna go get him a extra tear I'm like "Twin stop" He just quiet don't think he a bitch 'cause he really not For the love of Kim these niggas don't know nothing but spin blocks Aus Songtexte Mania