[Intro] Gift of God Uh, uh, uh East side shit nigga
[Verse] Got a young nigga that's down to ride for a homicide when it's drama time I was uptown like Mama's Pride No Miss Smith, I seen a lot of pies (pies) .45 in my back pocket, got four nines in my trap rocking (rocking) Young shooter got a black rocket Look for the D's, they're Cam's in watch (watch) Ga-Gave a dope fiend just a couple grams Let me hold his crib for a whole week (facts) Running round with the same niggas You don't know niggas, nigga don't speak (sh) Gassed up, but you running out Niggas run they mouth like a slow leak (uh) She was gaining weight while she was with you Bitch fuck with me, she pro'ly won't eat (ha) M-My lil' nigga doing seven straight With good behavior, that's at least five (Charlie) Riding around with that piece on me I ain't never throwing up no peace sign (brrrrr) Each time I'm tryna recline I know the street's mine I ain't gotta stress (no) Talking money, you could get robbed That's a tit job, she ain't got no chest Pop-Pop-Popper shit and you ain't got no vest, you ain't got no gun and you ain't 'bout that life I got a hunnit niggas on the east side (east side) [?] ain't no time to fight Plum porsche, my cousin up north I done wrote that nigga all kind of [?] Shook nines, I got a crook mind No good times, just dynamite H-H-Harlem nigga 'till I'm under earth See thirty clips hanging under shirts (thirty) Spanish bitch, and she love to squirt No nine to five, but I love to work Ree-Reebok on my footwear, I never look scared You could die tonight (die) Thirty goons rolling in the club, nigga take a chance like he Bobby Knight Star-Starving out, might take dinner, head spinning like I sniff paint thinner Summer baby, might shake winter If you not hating, get this cake with us (get it) Keep eating 'till my plate finished Got older women, they was Mase bitches (ha) Bodies drop when that case spitting Cool grey 11's, all grey linen ([?]) .50 cal' with a rubber grip (50) My cousin blood, and his brother crip ([?]) Connect called, that's another flip Time to book a flight for another trip Flow like water, your daughter love me I was in the trap, me and all the cutties Mad at me, I fuck all their buddies They know I hit, still all them love me (lighter)
(Hook x4) Cocaine by the eight ball Knocking MJG and 8Ball Light that kush, I take off Don't fuck with me, that's they lossTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
