Keep it real, that shit don't cost a penny
Grab the mask, it's time to get busy
Grab the ammo, it's time to paint the city
Showtime just like L.A.
I'm bout mine; Just like a heavyweight
Ima get that bag make sure we all straight
Do the dash, getting head on the highway
He want his wings; he wanna she them heaven gates
Grab that draco make it sing; a'int talking Drake
F*ck her won't get tired just like Kevin Gates
That boy get out of line put him in his place
Elevate; take a pill today
I just got a bag its time to celebrate
Closed cased; shoot em in his face
He gone get the job done without a trace
All black like Bruce Wayne
Them niggas on the other side them boys there to lame
Put my mama in the hills soon as I sign that deal
My shooter took a perc he itching for a kill
I wont say my brother name he tryna scam the bank
I got a different type of vibe I sip some red today
I catch a different type of vibe when I pop ecstasy
And I got shooters on my team and they a'int hesitant
Play with precision i'm the bossman
Jigga ran out of pink, he got all tan
Kick her out the spot just like Martin
Booted like a pilot when I walk in
Keep it real, that shit don't cost a penny
Grab the mask, it's time to get busy
Grab the ammo, it's time to paint the city
Showtime just like L.A.
I'm bout mine; Just like a heavyweight
Ima get that bag make sure we all straight
Do the dash, getting head on the highway
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Keep it real, that shit don't cost a penny
Grab the mask, it's time to get busy
Grab the ammo, it's time to paint the city
Showtime just like L.A.
I'm bout mine; Just like a heavyweight
Ima get that bag make sure we all straight
Do the dash, getting head on the highway
He want his wings; he wanna she them heaven gates
Grab that draco make it sing; a'int talking Drake
F*ck her won't get tired just like Kevin Gates
That boy get out of line put him in his place
Elevate; take a pill today
I just got a bag its time to celebrate
Closed cased; shoot em in his face
He gone get the job done without a trace
All black like Bruce Wayne
Them niggas on the other side them boys there to lame
Put my mama in the hills soon as I sign that deal
My shooter took a perc he itching for a kill
I wont say my brother name he tryna scam the bank
I got a different type of vibe I sip some red today
I catch a different type of vibe when I pop ecstasy
And I got shooters on my team and they a'int hesitant
Play with precision i'm the bossman
Jigga ran out of pink, he got all tan
Kick her out the spot just like Martin
Booted like a pilot when I walk in
Keep it real, that shit don't cost a penny
Grab the mask, it's time to get busy
Grab the ammo, it's time to paint the city
Showtime just like L.A.
I'm bout mine; Just like a heavyweight
Ima get that bag make sure we all straight
Do the dash, getting head on the highway
Grab the mask, it's time to get busy
Grab the ammo, it's time to paint the city
Showtime just like L.A.
I'm bout mine; Just like a heavyweight
Ima get that bag make sure we all straight
Do the dash, getting head on the highway
He want his wings; he wanna she them heaven gates
Grab that draco make it sing; a'int talking Drake
F*ck her won't get tired just like Kevin Gates
That boy get out of line put him in his place
Elevate; take a pill today
I just got a bag its time to celebrate
Closed cased; shoot em in his face
He gone get the job done without a trace
All black like Bruce Wayne
Them niggas on the other side them boys there to lame
Put my mama in the hills soon as I sign that deal
My shooter took a perc he itching for a kill
I wont say my brother name he tryna scam the bank
I got a different type of vibe I sip some red today
I catch a different type of vibe when I pop ecstasy
And I got shooters on my team and they a'int hesitant
Play with precision i'm the bossman
Jigga ran out of pink, he got all tan
Kick her out the spot just like Martin
Booted like a pilot when I walk in
Keep it real, that shit don't cost a penny
Grab the mask, it's time to get busy
Grab the ammo, it's time to paint the city
Showtime just like L.A.
I'm bout mine; Just like a heavyweight
Ima get that bag make sure we all straight
Do the dash, getting head on the highway
Writer: Brandon Jackson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid