Print

Helluva made this beat baby Back and charged up, bitch we still in shock Got a fifty round drum, tryna fit a Glock On a Out The Slums verse, first to mention switches Can't even whip out on these niggas 'cause these niggas bitches And nowadays your rap blogs, they support the snitches And fuck the government, they got protection for the witness But it ain't got nothin' for the younger nigga in the trenches And wonder why these lil' niggas turnin' into gremlins Your chunky 10 millimeter, that's a large pistol You gotta cover me wit' bands likе some scar tissue Niggas dyin', you don't ride, you just start dissin' You lil' niggas nеver slide like your cars missin' Sure got me agitated, fuck around and whizz on Niggas must've got agitated, we ain't see you step once Make sure I should be aggravated, rifle shoot the teflon Used to have them glasses, I was Urkel, now I'm Stefan Icy, drummer chain pricey Hammer so big, cut a hole in my white tee I did all the steppin', I should have my own Nike's I know niggas welcomin' me home, don't like me I'm back and I'm still strapped, loaded in the backseat Seatbelt click like the blick when we clap heat Escalade seat, warmest, bitches just a button Choppa turn his fake ass steppas to some athletes Track and field, I'm slidin' still, so lit that I don't have to yield Yellow diamonds lookin' like the corn growin' in Vacaville SongtexteI bought me some land in there, a farmer when I have to chill Every time it's harvest season, snatchin' snats up out the field Indoor, outdoor, don't know, nigga, how to tattletale Niggas be so broke, they couldn't tell you if your diamonds real Or tell you what a Aston is, he thought I drove a Genesis The logo look the same but check the changes, see the differences Sum it up, I'm rich as shit, you got lit, I was wit' yo' bitch Only time these rappers goin' viral is when these niggas snitch Guess I should've folded like the Samsung Galaxy Bitch, I keep a blower like I got a lot of allergies Sneeze, easy, bitch they call me greedy Prison time was hard, studio time easy I just roll my step and I can battle Chris Breezy Dancin' on the brick, brainwashed by Jeezy Thug motivation, all my niggas 103 me Bitch, I been a nigga right there like Gengi Goin' back to Cali' cause I know my city need me We lost Nipsey Hussle, lost Kobe, lost Gigi Lost Drakeo the ruler, lost Ketchy from the Stinc Team Missed all of they funerals cause Texas ain't release me Please do not be stupid, how you movin' when you meet me? Better have a Glizzy and a shooter when you greet me You might also like Vertino Conway the Machine dumb with you N3WYRKLA Sorrys & Ferraris Polo G Bitch, I'm still in shock Bitch, I'm still in shock Aus Songtexte Mania