2013
It's like 2013
Bro and them off them perc 10s
Riding that squatta lurking fishing
Anxiety tripping this my first mission
If I see a opp I swore I won't miss him
Riding with poles in that deepend fishing
30 be tweaking when he on prescriptions
My shooters be crashing ain't talking collisions
All black Grand Prix tinted
They can't see that we in it
I see a target that nigga a victim
That's him over there nigga roll down the window
Right there on diamond I turned to menace
Just breathe stop bitching
One eye closed finger on the trigger
Started off a rookie now I'm the lieutenant
Get out walk down I know that he finished
He get rolled in a swisher
R.i.p pics of him all over Twitter
Opp niggas drawing them all in my mentions
They know I'm that bul
I'm clutching it tight I know we at war
You kill one of my mine I need one of yours
We popping at cribs & shooting through doors
Better hide them kids my niggas be drawn
You hop in this car you know what we on
I give you this glock you better start blowing
Look shizz in his eyes that nigga start folding
They lurking we just hit they man up
We could hear police talking on them scanners
Blood dripping down Susquehanna
We hit the trap and we stash all the handguns
Porch floor creeking what's that noise?
Peep out the window it's them boys
They put one in the head and start kicking the door
I ran up the stairs and I grabbed the forty
My ear to the floor
They come up these stairs them niggas gone
They hitting a lick they think that they on
I'm creeping downstairs I'm looking at
Von he looking at me he start getting calm
We just killed they mans them niggas ain't playing
When I get the chance them bullets start
spraying I'm nervous I'm praying it's sweat on my palms
Them niggas start aiming I come put one in his leg and his arm
His mans start running
He drowning in blood I stood over him and sent him to God
It's like 2013
Bro and them off them perc 10s
Riding that squatta lurking fishing
Anxiety tripping this my first mission
If I see a opp I swore I won't miss him
Riding with poles in that deepend fishing
30 be tweaking when he on prescriptions
My shooters be crashing ain't talking collisions
All black Grand Prix tinted
They can't see that we in it
I see a target that nigga a victim
That's him over there nigga roll down the window
Right there on diamond I turned to menace
Just breathe stop bitching
One eye closed finger on the trigger
Started off a rookie now I'm the lieutenant
Bro and them off them perc 10s
Riding that squatta lurking fishing
Anxiety tripping this my first mission
If I see a opp I swore I won't miss him
Riding with poles in that deepend fishing
30 be tweaking when he on prescriptions
My shooters be crashing ain't talking collisions
All black Grand Prix tinted
They can't see that we in it
I see a target that nigga a victim
That's him over there nigga roll down the window
Right there on diamond I turned to menace
Just breathe stop bitching
One eye closed finger on the trigger
Started off a rookie now I'm the lieutenant
Get out walk down I know that he finished
He get rolled in a swisher
R.i.p pics of him all over Twitter
Opp niggas drawing them all in my mentions
They know I'm that bul
I'm clutching it tight I know we at war
You kill one of my mine I need one of yours
We popping at cribs & shooting through doors
Better hide them kids my niggas be drawn
You hop in this car you know what we on
I give you this glock you better start blowing
Look shizz in his eyes that nigga start folding
They lurking we just hit they man up
We could hear police talking on them scanners
Blood dripping down Susquehanna
We hit the trap and we stash all the handguns
Porch floor creeking what's that noise?
Peep out the window it's them boys
They put one in the head and start kicking the door
I ran up the stairs and I grabbed the forty
My ear to the floor
They come up these stairs them niggas gone
They hitting a lick they think that they on
I'm creeping downstairs I'm looking at
Von he looking at me he start getting calm
We just killed they mans them niggas ain't playing
When I get the chance them bullets start
spraying I'm nervous I'm praying it's sweat on my palms
Them niggas start aiming I come put one in his leg and his arm
His mans start running
He drowning in blood I stood over him and sent him to God
It's like 2013
Bro and them off them perc 10s
Riding that squatta lurking fishing
Anxiety tripping this my first mission
If I see a opp I swore I won't miss him
Riding with poles in that deepend fishing
30 be tweaking when he on prescriptions
My shooters be crashing ain't talking collisions
All black Grand Prix tinted
They can't see that we in it
I see a target that nigga a victim
That's him over there nigga roll down the window
Right there on diamond I turned to menace
Just breathe stop bitching
One eye closed finger on the trigger
Started off a rookie now I'm the lieutenant
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Writer(s): Nassir Eggleston
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