Takeover
Bitch I'm in the stu I roll another blunt
Let them niggas know who out here killing on that battlefront
I'm humble, but right now I'm finna stunt
Summer 2021 peso fuck the summer up
Them killas with me know we step
Bitch I'm balling on these niggas I don't need no ref
Brodie got that .30 on em he gone shoot like Steph
All these niggas not hearing me these niggas must be deaf
Bro just tint the whip, he be driving fast as shit
I just spent a grip, on Balenciaga kicks
I just fuck and dip, tell that bitch get off my dick
I'm a fuckin pimp, that lil bitch a trick
I'm high as fuck its 3am and I'm just rapping
Niggas out here talking down saying peso slacking
Don't act hot up on this block my niggas still clapping
That nigga thirty years old and he out here still trapping
Gotta get it how you live nigga
Tryna get my pockets bigger
I'm a bad bitch getter
Fuck with me cuz I'm a winner
Pray to God cuz I'm a sinner
Niggas rats, master splinter
Ain't got yo gun you ain't no killer
Really I just think I'm realer
Pass the blunt so we can finish and then roll again
All these niggas wishing death upon me feel like 50 cent in many men
All these niggas want some smoke, tell em come and get it then
I can't pop outside like that baby I'm a business man
We can't come into yo club if I can't get my heater in
Fucking with a boss I ain't never been no middle man
Bitch you know I'm high as fuck I'm higher than a ceiling fan
On our block we got respect, niggas stood all ten
Let them niggas know who out here killing on that battlefront
I'm humble, but right now I'm finna stunt
Summer 2021 peso fuck the summer up
Them killas with me know we step
Bitch I'm balling on these niggas I don't need no ref
Brodie got that .30 on em he gone shoot like Steph
All these niggas not hearing me these niggas must be deaf
Bro just tint the whip, he be driving fast as shit
I just spent a grip, on Balenciaga kicks
I just fuck and dip, tell that bitch get off my dick
I'm a fuckin pimp, that lil bitch a trick
I'm high as fuck its 3am and I'm just rapping
Niggas out here talking down saying peso slacking
Don't act hot up on this block my niggas still clapping
That nigga thirty years old and he out here still trapping
Gotta get it how you live nigga
Tryna get my pockets bigger
I'm a bad bitch getter
Fuck with me cuz I'm a winner
Pray to God cuz I'm a sinner
Niggas rats, master splinter
Ain't got yo gun you ain't no killer
Really I just think I'm realer
Pass the blunt so we can finish and then roll again
All these niggas wishing death upon me feel like 50 cent in many men
All these niggas want some smoke, tell em come and get it then
I can't pop outside like that baby I'm a business man
We can't come into yo club if I can't get my heater in
Fucking with a boss I ain't never been no middle man
Bitch you know I'm high as fuck I'm higher than a ceiling fan
On our block we got respect, niggas stood all ten
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Writer(s): Jalen Cameron
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