Pat Down

Niggas can't fuck with me
I am 20 with a V
On my way
Out of state
Smoking lavish with my weed
Killer B
On the scene
Got my honey near me
She a rachet classy Zoe
Moving weight out of queens
(Out the hood)
Walking with a backpack
Full of crap
Niggas never seen
Little strap with a pack
Niggas working for the cheese
Lil Mac made him scary
Like this shit is holiween
Lil brat love my dairy
Lick it up like ice cream
Dripping BTM
You can see the ice Bling
Digging in my whip
On my bread like icing
Niggas think they litt
But these niggas not me
All my niggas feast
You would think we Vikings
(Viking)
Camping on ur block
Spinning with a RV
(Skr)
When we lite ur block up
You gon think we party
Made a cold vid with the gang at nineteen
Big time the gang niggas think we frightening
Smoking up these niggas got me higher than some stars
That nigga can be bolt but this bullet still go far
(Ba)
Hit him in the heart now that nigga torn apart
If a nigga push my button gear up just like a car
(Gearing up)
Pouring up my cup and it's filled with some TP
Got feeling demon Now I'm spinning like CD
Please don't get me heated I get hotter than green tea
All my niggas giants we be holding those green beans

All alone left to fight these demons locked up in my dome
Better go if I let them out they Finna grab the chrome
Oh I know
Life ain't what it used to be
Niggas acting like they my bros but they just be using me
Spinning blocks with the gang now we look like truancy
Know I gotta keep a pole cause this shit ain't new to me
Niggas talking on the low when they see me they retreat
Got a baddie on my pole and she only hear to please
Heard a op talking hot but don't know gang up in the v
Haters gotta stop they just be a bunch of wannabes
Hottest on the block but you know that boy be in the ps
Niggas talking hot pull up on them now they wanna flee
I'm litt in the spot
Now I got all these bitches all on me
My bro pass me the rock imma shoot shit like curry threes
All the niggas that didn't believe in me be begging me please
They see how I'm focused and stacking my bread they want a piece
I can't sleep I'm on a mission
Gotta keep my haters wishing
They praying on my down fall but every lane I'm in I'm switching
Niggas fake they be team switching
They act fake so I move different
Snakes be in the grass watching my moves so I just keep a distance
Got me two white bitches now we looking like a s'more
I just fucked her one time now she coming back for more
Never catch me lacking keep my hammer like I'm Thor
Pull up on a op now they screaming mission abort
(Mission Uh yea)

I be bugging on these beats
When these niggas rap I'm bound to go to sleep
I keep my money folded I like my money neat
Niggas can get folded if they fucking with this heat
Pop out two guns aiming at his feet
(At his toes)
Niggas think they tough till I pull up with this heat
(At his nose)
Ima kill a nigga if he acting tough to the team
Shoot a nigga if he acting dumb
(Shoot a nigga if he acting)

I can't lack now
I can't go to any function if they gotta pat down
Gotta move in silence cause these niggas really rats now
Got a baddie in my sheets I'm bouta give the smack down

(Uh)
A smack down
Pull up with this fucking heat a nigga
Cannot lack now
(Woo)
Feeling fat now
Nigga always got to eat
Got a pack now
Nigga always have this weed so niggas better cop now
(Cop now)

Kids think they Rapping but they talking all that bullshit
How you think you cool but be dropping out of school and shit
Niggas think they cool cause they walking with a tool and shit
Nigga what you do is never gonna Proove shit

Gang got choppers that be long like a pool stick
Hop in the v big boy engine is to quick
They have my name in they mouth like a tooth pick
30 on me just know I'm just gon shoot shit



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Writer(s): Michael Aiken
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