SPIKE LEE
I got the racks figure four
My niggas still doing a kick door
Doin the dash in a benzo
I am always gone stand on my 10 toes
My bro in the trap wit a elbow
Ya hoe in trash doin deep throat
I swear I b high like a seagull
Rockstar shit I'm jus like beetle
Automatic stick this not no repeater
I was young in a trap posted up with the heater on gang
Gonna do anything that's illegal
Block hot that it might catch a fever
I am in a blacked out fuckin 2 seater
Got some new sticks 3 Migos
Don't play with the shit Kuz we shoot ppl
This blacked out drip is to EviL
This helmut lang and racks on me is too lethal
I treat these broke hoes like smeagle
We spend them racks at light speed
Tell that boy get like me
Im fuckin on yo wifey
Shootin shit up jus like spike Lee
I don't do no typing
If you broke you trifling
Boom choppa got him dying
Beretta on me like I'm spying
This glock killin fuckin titans
FN got em frying
I'm in love with a diamond
I cant be broke if I tried it
I been flying jus like a pilot
This brand new stick is silenced
I got the racks figure four
My niggas still doing a kick door
Doin the dash in a benzo
I'm always gone stand on my 10 toes
My bro in the trap wit a elbow
Ya hoe in trash doin deep throat
I swear I b high like a seagull
Rockstar shit I'm jus like beetle
Automatic stick this not no repeater
I was young in a trap posted up with the heater on gang
Gonna do anything that's illegal
Block hot that it might catch a fever
My niggas still doing a kick door
Doin the dash in a benzo
I am always gone stand on my 10 toes
My bro in the trap wit a elbow
Ya hoe in trash doin deep throat
I swear I b high like a seagull
Rockstar shit I'm jus like beetle
Automatic stick this not no repeater
I was young in a trap posted up with the heater on gang
Gonna do anything that's illegal
Block hot that it might catch a fever
I am in a blacked out fuckin 2 seater
Got some new sticks 3 Migos
Don't play with the shit Kuz we shoot ppl
This blacked out drip is to EviL
This helmut lang and racks on me is too lethal
I treat these broke hoes like smeagle
We spend them racks at light speed
Tell that boy get like me
Im fuckin on yo wifey
Shootin shit up jus like spike Lee
I don't do no typing
If you broke you trifling
Boom choppa got him dying
Beretta on me like I'm spying
This glock killin fuckin titans
FN got em frying
I'm in love with a diamond
I cant be broke if I tried it
I been flying jus like a pilot
This brand new stick is silenced
I got the racks figure four
My niggas still doing a kick door
Doin the dash in a benzo
I'm always gone stand on my 10 toes
My bro in the trap wit a elbow
Ya hoe in trash doin deep throat
I swear I b high like a seagull
Rockstar shit I'm jus like beetle
Automatic stick this not no repeater
I was young in a trap posted up with the heater on gang
Gonna do anything that's illegal
Block hot that it might catch a fever
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Writer(s): Nayya Terry
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