Arp

One hundred round fifty round right on his hip this fifty round drum gon knock off his rip
I stay with my steppas I stay with my stick and the opp
Niggas know it stay stuffed in my dip
Which one you want got the drum or the clip keep talkin out yo neck
You get shot in yo lip I'm sticking em up
I'm gettin em hit and the ops music I bump
But that boy dissin me den his hood gettin dumped
That boy at a track meet look how he run he ain't goin to far cuz I'm shootin this gun
Give a fuck who he is he gotta get got give a fuck where he at he gotta get shot

Put my name on the map goin straight to the top she boppin me up
And she giving me top
Imma up town nigga ain't know way I could flop if he say he want bump den his hood Gettin dropped I'm really gon stop playin on these beats
Imma give y'all what y'all wan hear on everything
On my cousin I'm goin all in for this shit Imma hardbody nigga
I an't talkin bout fifty and I'm gettin to the money the blues nipsey

You said you gon step but yo shooter missed me and the fedz
Keep spinning this shit gettin risky I'm shootin his men he screamin out ricky
You can't run from this gun play bullets lookin heavy
We got on a one way told him don't temp me arp lift him up take his soul off the ground Said you goin up my stick puttin you down drop a bag on my drip just to fuck up the town
I'm smokin on cookies I'm smokin that loud if you beefin with us
We put yo soul in the grown Whip out the short drak blow out his hip
I'm killing you slow if I feel that you knickedI'm the hottest in my city
Just give me my crown going all the way up ain't no
Putting me down to the top of the charts ain't no stopping me now



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Writer(s): Bandchasin Dee
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