Yeah
Like
It's me and Natrell
We in here with Tresean, till the sun shine, tryna make some racks
Tryna make some racks, we gon' make it stack, yeah
We gon' throw them racks, make them hoes clap, clap, yeah
And they on the team with us
Making pockets fat
And we making bills stack
Cause we on that real shit
We got them racks and we got them dracs in the back
Yeah, this shit really is
Facts, my nigga, what you wanna do
We can box, yeah
Set you up a trap
You a clown ass nigga
Beat yo ass, yeah
What you gon' do bout it
None, none at all
Gon' cry like a baby
Wham, wham, wham
Yeah beat yo ass with this book
Now you looking spooked
Don't know what to do
You sit in there crying, yeah
What you want me to do
Wipe it off your face, nigga
Shut that shit up, yeah
I'm really in this bitch with Trell
He finna snap on this bitch
Hell yeah for sure
You already know
I'm diamond one
On rainbow six siege, yeah
Yeah, I make that girl say please, yeah
Yeah, then I put it in her spleen, yeah
My sister Jae
She got a Glock on her side
Yeah, she love the pride flag
I'm just playing, just playing
Yeah
My nigga Kei
He got a top, he got a top Glock
He got a top Glock
We shoot niggas
Cause we real niggas
We go slide on niggas
Cause we want to nigga
Yeah we hit the block
And we shoot on niggas
Yeah, we up the sco
Yeah, we up the sco
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we up the sco
We gon' blow
That choppa yo
Nobody know us
We mysterious nigga
Yeah, yeah, we mysterious nigga