[Verse 1] Take the Pyrex out the microwave, and put that straight in the sink (whip) Copy them numbers, you can lose them all in a blink Stab first, we don't think (ching) Free my bros on the wing (free them) Take the rock out the Pyrex, put it in pebs and wrap it in cling (trap trap) Trap mash get bread, my Nokia rings Most times I spend my profit on tings Not gyal, the thing that gives niggas rings (RIP) Thing on my ring, and dance on my jings I rate J Hus but I don't lean and bop (no I don't) Hand out the window, I lean and pop (bow) 10 plus 1 that's a demon spot (bow) Who wants smoke with any of my niggas Can't you see Huncho there with the dots (twelve gauge) J Sav reach for the Remington Clean up any estate with these mops 10 plus 1, bang on the 1 plus 8 10.5 28 on the flake I lost 2 grams on the drive Now I got 26 grams on the plate (shit then) I say what I want and no one can stop me, everyone tells me I'm bait I put all of my trust in guns, can't rely on the soul 'cah everyone's fake (trust me) I'll take food of anyone's plate (anyone) And I'll lurk on any estate (anywhere) And I swear that you're my man's bredrin Ching, hold that splash for your mate
[Hook] Fans wan' know the truth We don't lie in the booth Got a double tap, in the duffel bag Won't peb to back it and shoot Get that drop you know I'm en route Bring that dots, I only need 2 Slap that dots and the crowd had to Everybody gonna catch that flu Fans wan' know the truth We don't lie in the booth Got a double tap, in the duffel bag Won't peb to back it and shoot Get that drop, you know I'm en route Bring that dots, I only need 2 Slap that dots and the crowd had to Everybody gonna catch that flu
[Verse 2] Look at that chocolate barbie (hello) I swear that's Remz's aunty She don't care if I'm beefing her nephew She still let me slip that dick in her narni (get bun) Finesse man's pack, if he comes with weed that's dead like RD (RD, RD) Run man down 'till he runs out of breath and he might just die like Tarabi (Teewiz) I be TT like Cardi, like, who want it with me (who) I bought this dotty for 6-double-o, but you can hold corn for free (bow) Point 1-2 in the 3-4 scores and the cats them calling me (brr, brr) Last year I got nicked for the 15 inch that went from my hip to my knee (that's the rambo) My eye keeps twitching, who the fuck keeps talking my name My fingers inching, can't we go ride and light up the place They have me on bail for a stabbing, tryna lock Digga D in the cage But I got NFA shit evidence, so they had to drop that case
[Hook] Fans wan' know the truth We don't lie in the booth Got a double tap in the duffel bag Won't peb to back it and shoot Get that drop, you know I'm en route Bring that dots, I only need 2 Slap that dots and the crowd had to Everybody gonna catch that flu Fans wan' know the truth We don't lie in the booth Got a double tap in the duffel bag Won't peb to back it and shoot Get that drop you know I'm en route Bring that dots, I only need 2 Slap that dots and the crowd had to Everybody gonna catch that fluTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
