Aimer
I think I need a rag, cause I'm dripping
Haters always tryna catch me slipping
Free my niggas locked fuck the system
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
You be switching sides, you be flipping
Some my homies bloodin' some is crippin'
I don't give a damn about no dissing
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
Uh!
I'm getting very throwed, yes, yet again
You tripping off a hoe then we were never friends
I feel it in my bones, in my element
I'ma put the poison in the medicine
Hollow hits your head, nigga, point blank
I just want the head 'cause your joint stank, ooh!
I put my money in a Deustch bank
Will I fuck 'em, will I diss 'em, got a choice, thank you
If I can't do nothing I'ma grind
Faker niggas running out of time
I can make a dollar out a dime
I can teach you niggas how to rhyme
Fill a hotbox, then I air it out
Your chick not someone that I care about
ABC's I land like Curaçao
Flow, something that I never dare to doubt
My demeanor's paramount, I can wear my clout
With no clothes or nothing, just flows and bussin'
The world owes you nothing
Turning street money into dividends
I'm in it to win it, 'cause Shiggy's been the man, ooh!
I think I need a rag, cause I'm dripping
Haters always tryna catch me slipping
Free my niggas locked fuck the system
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
You be switching sides, you be flipping
Some my homies bloodin' some is crippin'
I don't give a damn about no dissing
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
Haters always tryna catch me slipping
Free my niggas locked fuck the system
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
You be switching sides, you be flipping
Some my homies bloodin' some is crippin'
I don't give a damn about no dissing
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
Uh!
I'm getting very throwed, yes, yet again
You tripping off a hoe then we were never friends
I feel it in my bones, in my element
I'ma put the poison in the medicine
Hollow hits your head, nigga, point blank
I just want the head 'cause your joint stank, ooh!
I put my money in a Deustch bank
Will I fuck 'em, will I diss 'em, got a choice, thank you
If I can't do nothing I'ma grind
Faker niggas running out of time
I can make a dollar out a dime
I can teach you niggas how to rhyme
Fill a hotbox, then I air it out
Your chick not someone that I care about
ABC's I land like Curaçao
Flow, something that I never dare to doubt
My demeanor's paramount, I can wear my clout
With no clothes or nothing, just flows and bussin'
The world owes you nothing
Turning street money into dividends
I'm in it to win it, 'cause Shiggy's been the man, ooh!
I think I need a rag, cause I'm dripping
Haters always tryna catch me slipping
Free my niggas locked fuck the system
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
You be switching sides, you be flipping
Some my homies bloodin' some is crippin'
I don't give a damn about no dissing
Got the flamer with a laser aimer
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Writer(s): Shatone Gray
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