40 Cal
Uh
Rico Act?
Heritage
Ah
Look, look, look, look
Yeah, you come with me, I turn you into a pro, I'm not an amateur
I'm sharper than the average cutlery, commit a massacre
A man award, steady rocking your scapular
Haters inside a canister scared of my 40 caliber
Hell who do you do easy (hell)
Fuck hoe like kiwi
I ain't got me no Maybach, but I think it's time to go get it
I dug a bitch New Yorkie, niggas be talking, they don't know my story
Soon as I got me a Foreign, they started hating and I pulled out my .40
I got some haters talking, they've been getting rookie nails
They want to go to war, I chew 'em up just like my fingernails
I roll with shadows, fuck the jail
I can't afford the bail, but if I do they know I get it poppin' like the 40 Cal
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
40 Cal
Mother f—
Yeah
Poppin' (boom!)
Poppin' like 40 Cal
Psychotic drinking, heavy like I'm bound to fail
I'm head banging my face like I got ponytails
Bad bitches in the club, I make them love the world
Like selling alcohol and rollin' with a with the 40 Cal
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
40 Cal
Mother f—
Yeah
Poppin' (boom!)
Poppin' like 40 Cal
40 Cal nigga, do your thang right there
I'm rolling up inside the block, quit acting funny
Boy, you're cotton soft
The hunnid choppers hotter than humidity, you drop your jaw
That's savage like I'm 21, 20 bucks I knock you off
Load it up with 50 and the drummy gotta pop it off
Fuck niggas been hating
Ah, fuck the start but I make it
I ain't making too much, look
They said I'm making you blush
I don't wanna be famous
Y'all niggas too basic
You don't want see my 40?
I'll take a brain on vacation
I hate a nigga talking, acting like he been about it
Then I come to your neighborhood and I'ma catch you a hundred bodies
I roll with shadows, fuck the jail
I can't afford the bail but if I do they know I get it poppin' like the 40 Cal
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Poppin'
40 Cal
Mother f—
Yeah
Poppin'
Rico what
40 cal (where did you get that gun?)
Rico Act?
Heritage
Ah
Look, look, look, look
Yeah, you come with me, I turn you into a pro, I'm not an amateur
I'm sharper than the average cutlery, commit a massacre
A man award, steady rocking your scapular
Haters inside a canister scared of my 40 caliber
Hell who do you do easy (hell)
Fuck hoe like kiwi
I ain't got me no Maybach, but I think it's time to go get it
I dug a bitch New Yorkie, niggas be talking, they don't know my story
Soon as I got me a Foreign, they started hating and I pulled out my .40
I got some haters talking, they've been getting rookie nails
They want to go to war, I chew 'em up just like my fingernails
I roll with shadows, fuck the jail
I can't afford the bail, but if I do they know I get it poppin' like the 40 Cal
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
40 Cal
Mother f—
Yeah
Poppin' (boom!)
Poppin' like 40 Cal
Psychotic drinking, heavy like I'm bound to fail
I'm head banging my face like I got ponytails
Bad bitches in the club, I make them love the world
Like selling alcohol and rollin' with a with the 40 Cal
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
40 Cal
Mother f—
Yeah
Poppin' (boom!)
Poppin' like 40 Cal
40 Cal nigga, do your thang right there
I'm rolling up inside the block, quit acting funny
Boy, you're cotton soft
The hunnid choppers hotter than humidity, you drop your jaw
That's savage like I'm 21, 20 bucks I knock you off
Load it up with 50 and the drummy gotta pop it off
Fuck niggas been hating
Ah, fuck the start but I make it
I ain't making too much, look
They said I'm making you blush
I don't wanna be famous
Y'all niggas too basic
You don't want see my 40?
I'll take a brain on vacation
I hate a nigga talking, acting like he been about it
Then I come to your neighborhood and I'ma catch you a hundred bodies
I roll with shadows, fuck the jail
I can't afford the bail but if I do they know I get it poppin' like the 40 Cal
Yeah
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Poppin' (poppin' like-)
Poppin'
40 Cal
Mother f—
Yeah
Poppin'
Rico what
40 cal (where did you get that gun?)
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