Riding with a Glock and shit
Talkin' on my name and I'm Riding through
Your block and shit Like Shaq in the paint bitch
I'm blockin' shit In the stu feelin' fresh
I spent like three thousand on this bitch Bitch, and I ain't playin' though
The opps say they movin' weight But that's just what they claimin' though
But them bitches broke They wanna be up like us
They wanna dress like us They wanna be like us, bitch
Huh? But they can't
You really think they gettin' up with us But they not f*ckin' with my camp
Wait till me and my guys get up We puttin' our city on the map
But we do this for ourselves We gettin' rich, bitch, I don't cap
Y'all be cappin' out your ass Sayin' that y'all trapped
But y'all still be dressin' up You know that y'all be cap
I want you goin' and it's over One call, it's a wrap
Just get me on the beat And you know I'm finna snap
Pick him up, slam him on his head Stomp him out, he a bitch
And he workin' for the feds go slime him out
And these bitches steady pocket watchin' I know y'all havin' doubts
Y'all supposed to be my friends But talk that shit when I'm not around
Finna hit the mall with a new bitch I'm not finna keep her ass
I just want the top, but y'all knew this but i do this for myself
Making plays, you can't do this I'm the realest you can meet
Don't show that shit, but I been through it And y'all ask me if I think I can really pursue this
If I ain't think I can pursue it Then why would I choose it, bitch
It don't make no sense Solo checking out, bitch
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Riding with a Glock and shit
Talkin' on my name and I'm Riding through
Your block and shit Like Shaq in the paint bitch
I'm blockin' shit In the stu feelin' fresh
I spent like three thousand on this bitch Bitch, and I ain't playin' though
The opps say they movin' weight But that's just what they claimin' though
But them bitches broke They wanna be up like us
They wanna dress like us They wanna be like us, bitch
Huh? But they can't
You really think they gettin' up with us But they not f*ckin' with my camp
Wait till me and my guys get up We puttin' our city on the map
But we do this for ourselves We gettin' rich, bitch, I don't cap
Y'all be cappin' out your ass Sayin' that y'all trapped
But y'all still be dressin' up You know that y'all be cap
I want you goin' and it's over One call, it's a wrap
Just get me on the beat And you know I'm finna snap
Pick him up, slam him on his head Stomp him out, he a bitch
And he workin' for the feds go slime him out
And these bitches steady pocket watchin' I know y'all havin' doubts
Y'all supposed to be my friends But talk that shit when I'm not around
Finna hit the mall with a new bitch I'm not finna keep her ass
I just want the top, but y'all knew this but i do this for myself
Making plays, you can't do this I'm the realest you can meet
Don't show that shit, but I been through it And y'all ask me if I think I can really pursue this
If I ain't think I can pursue it Then why would I choose it, bitch
It don't make no sense Solo checking out, bitch
Talkin' on my name and I'm Riding through
Your block and shit Like Shaq in the paint bitch
I'm blockin' shit In the stu feelin' fresh
I spent like three thousand on this bitch Bitch, and I ain't playin' though
The opps say they movin' weight But that's just what they claimin' though
But them bitches broke They wanna be up like us
They wanna dress like us They wanna be like us, bitch
Huh? But they can't
You really think they gettin' up with us But they not f*ckin' with my camp
Wait till me and my guys get up We puttin' our city on the map
But we do this for ourselves We gettin' rich, bitch, I don't cap
Y'all be cappin' out your ass Sayin' that y'all trapped
But y'all still be dressin' up You know that y'all be cap
I want you goin' and it's over One call, it's a wrap
Just get me on the beat And you know I'm finna snap
Pick him up, slam him on his head Stomp him out, he a bitch
And he workin' for the feds go slime him out
And these bitches steady pocket watchin' I know y'all havin' doubts
Y'all supposed to be my friends But talk that shit when I'm not around
Finna hit the mall with a new bitch I'm not finna keep her ass
I just want the top, but y'all knew this but i do this for myself
Making plays, you can't do this I'm the realest you can meet
Don't show that shit, but I been through it And y'all ask me if I think I can really pursue this
If I ain't think I can pursue it Then why would I choose it, bitch
It don't make no sense Solo checking out, bitch
Writer: Asher Carpenter
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