Time out, Chiefs, take it easy
Bouncing out the load, niggas knowin' it's a pop door, pop door
Brodie sendin' slugs, make him drop low, drop low
Known for sendin' shit, but bitch, the opps know, opps know
Get up on the nigga, let them shots go shots go aye
Niggas knowin' I'm a demon
Catch him boostin' with that loaf and have my young niggas creepin' in
They would feel the shit we say, if they was really on some street shit
Brodie bro, he on parole, still ridin' with that Nina, ayy
They tryna imitate my style and the way I move
Stitch lip to the grave, I don't got shit to prove
Hit the road and risk it all like I don't got shit to lose
Masked up, I'm tryna put a face up on the news
Hang with apes that'll knock a nigga out his shoes
They know we toting big guns every time we cruise
Bitch, I came with handyman, got all type of tools
CNS a real troop, but these niggas knew
Did a opp niggas say he was gon' drop some?
They know when we slide down, bitch, the shots come
He dry snitching to the bitch, said he got hot guns
Let off 50 out this bitch, now that's a hot drum
Bitch, ayy, Ayy, I'm feelin' high tech in this bitch, ayy
Talkin' tough on Instagram until we shoot through his computers
Tyler Herro, all my white friends is really f*ckin' shooters
And I got the kryptonite for niggas thinkin' that they super
I'm just all up in my bag, in my bag, school shooter
All these bitches on my dick because they thinkin' I'ma make it
See me out in traffic like almighty yeah you famous
Yeah my Glock just like like LeBron and my shot, Anthony Davis
Better run for your life, Lamar Jackson on the Ravens
Queen latifah braids, on gang, I'm about to set it off
I can't see you through these shades, I think I'm Mali Ma
Desmond was known for chasin' niggas out of Fox hills Mall
I stay with a big bitch like high cholesterol
And I ain't beef with no niggas who go tit for tat
I'm probably f*ckin' on his bitch, the suite life of Zach
Aye, I heard he a bitch where Almighty at
Segregation with my niggas probably in the back
T-Pain what's on my jeans will make him get low
I'm from the dime, that's a nickel plus a nickel
Fat pockets fighting yeah, that's Big Show versus Big Show
I don't f*ck with niggas who I think I'm Jim Crow
On the guys, ain't no nigga ever made me run
See, I was taught, we can squabble, I don't need a gun
I don't care if I lose, I'm my daddy's son
Like an independent queen, bitch, I'm not the one
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Time out, Chiefs, take it easy
Bouncing out the load, niggas knowin' it's a pop door, pop door
Brodie sendin' slugs, make him drop low, drop low
Known for sendin' shit, but bitch, the opps know, opps know
Get up on the nigga, let them shots go shots go aye
Niggas knowin' I'm a demon
Catch him boostin' with that loaf and have my young niggas creepin' in
They would feel the shit we say, if they was really on some street shit
Brodie bro, he on parole, still ridin' with that Nina, ayy
They tryna imitate my style and the way I move
Stitch lip to the grave, I don't got shit to prove
Hit the road and risk it all like I don't got shit to lose
Masked up, I'm tryna put a face up on the news
Hang with apes that'll knock a nigga out his shoes
They know we toting big guns every time we cruise
Bitch, I came with handyman, got all type of tools
CNS a real troop, but these niggas knew
Did a opp niggas say he was gon' drop some?
They know when we slide down, bitch, the shots come
He dry snitching to the bitch, said he got hot guns
Let off 50 out this bitch, now that's a hot drum
Bitch, ayy, Ayy, I'm feelin' high tech in this bitch, ayy
Talkin' tough on Instagram until we shoot through his computers
Tyler Herro, all my white friends is really f*ckin' shooters
And I got the kryptonite for niggas thinkin' that they super
I'm just all up in my bag, in my bag, school shooter
All these bitches on my dick because they thinkin' I'ma make it
See me out in traffic like almighty yeah you famous
Yeah my Glock just like like LeBron and my shot, Anthony Davis
Better run for your life, Lamar Jackson on the Ravens
Queen latifah braids, on gang, I'm about to set it off
I can't see you through these shades, I think I'm Mali Ma
Desmond was known for chasin' niggas out of Fox hills Mall
I stay with a big bitch like high cholesterol
And I ain't beef with no niggas who go tit for tat
I'm probably f*ckin' on his bitch, the suite life of Zach
Aye, I heard he a bitch where Almighty at
Segregation with my niggas probably in the back
T-Pain what's on my jeans will make him get low
I'm from the dime, that's a nickel plus a nickel
Fat pockets fighting yeah, that's Big Show versus Big Show
I don't f*ck with niggas who I think I'm Jim Crow
On the guys, ain't no nigga ever made me run
See, I was taught, we can squabble, I don't need a gun
I don't care if I lose, I'm my daddy's son
Like an independent queen, bitch, I'm not the one
Bouncing out the load, niggas knowin' it's a pop door, pop door
Brodie sendin' slugs, make him drop low, drop low
Known for sendin' shit, but bitch, the opps know, opps know
Get up on the nigga, let them shots go shots go aye
Niggas knowin' I'm a demon
Catch him boostin' with that loaf and have my young niggas creepin' in
They would feel the shit we say, if they was really on some street shit
Brodie bro, he on parole, still ridin' with that Nina, ayy
They tryna imitate my style and the way I move
Stitch lip to the grave, I don't got shit to prove
Hit the road and risk it all like I don't got shit to lose
Masked up, I'm tryna put a face up on the news
Hang with apes that'll knock a nigga out his shoes
They know we toting big guns every time we cruise
Bitch, I came with handyman, got all type of tools
CNS a real troop, but these niggas knew
Did a opp niggas say he was gon' drop some?
They know when we slide down, bitch, the shots come
He dry snitching to the bitch, said he got hot guns
Let off 50 out this bitch, now that's a hot drum
Bitch, ayy, Ayy, I'm feelin' high tech in this bitch, ayy
Talkin' tough on Instagram until we shoot through his computers
Tyler Herro, all my white friends is really f*ckin' shooters
And I got the kryptonite for niggas thinkin' that they super
I'm just all up in my bag, in my bag, school shooter
All these bitches on my dick because they thinkin' I'ma make it
See me out in traffic like almighty yeah you famous
Yeah my Glock just like like LeBron and my shot, Anthony Davis
Better run for your life, Lamar Jackson on the Ravens
Queen latifah braids, on gang, I'm about to set it off
I can't see you through these shades, I think I'm Mali Ma
Desmond was known for chasin' niggas out of Fox hills Mall
I stay with a big bitch like high cholesterol
And I ain't beef with no niggas who go tit for tat
I'm probably f*ckin' on his bitch, the suite life of Zach
Aye, I heard he a bitch where Almighty at
Segregation with my niggas probably in the back
T-Pain what's on my jeans will make him get low
I'm from the dime, that's a nickel plus a nickel
Fat pockets fighting yeah, that's Big Show versus Big Show
I don't f*ck with niggas who I think I'm Jim Crow
On the guys, ain't no nigga ever made me run
See, I was taught, we can squabble, I don't need a gun
I don't care if I lose, I'm my daddy's son
Like an independent queen, bitch, I'm not the one
Writer: almighty cns, lul look
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