One Of Us

Think that you one of us Nigga

You think that you one of us
I pour a four in my double cup
These bitches love how I don't fall in love
I'm in love with the gang that's my Brothernem
How I run with them

Got his hand in his pocket no gun on him
Turnin sprinter when I point that gun on him
Paper chases I swear I'm in love with them
Ye I swear I'm in love with them

Think that you one of us
I pour a four in my double cup
These bitches love how I don't fall in love
I'm in love with the gang that's my Brothernem
How I run with them

Got his hand in his pocket no gun on him
Turnin sprinter when I point that gun on him
Paper chases I swear I'm in love with them
Ye I swear I'm in love with them Ye

Demons coming
Demons coming
Playing with me and my demons coming
I'm MGB that's my demon calling

I catch an opp he won't see the morning
And they say RIP when they grieve and mourn him
I might be a bed cuz they sleeping on me
One shot to the head have him sleeping lonely ye

He just wanna play like recess
I just wanna play with pieces
One shot two shot he speechless
You reach I teach he reaches

Idiot

I said you reach I teach and now you reaching what you tryna do
RIP Kobe but I think I feel like Jordan with the flu

I'm so
Grimey
With it

Block is a wheel cuz I spin it
I might be done but I ain't finished
I cock it back and I'm grinning
Ye I get to the money I'm winning

You think that you one of us
I pour a four in my double cup
These bitches love how I don't fall in love
I'm in love with the gang that's my Brothernem
How I run with them

Got his hand in his pocket no gun on him
Turnin sprinter when I point that gun on him
Paper chases I swear I'm in love with them
Ye I swear I'm in love with them

Think that you one of us
I pour a four in my double cup
These bitches love how I don't fall in love
I'm in love with the gang that's my Brothernem
How I run with them

Got his hand in his pocket no gun on him
Turnin sprinter when I point that gun on him
Paper chases I swear I'm in love with them
Ye I swear I'm in love with them Ye

I got em
Ye I got em shottas
If you drilling nigga fuck yo feelings nigga man cuz you can get hit with yo partner
I'm from the dirty dirty I can't fuck with that nigga he nerdy nerdy
Post on my shit you a bird the smoke is free didn't you get the word

I talk to Lil nigga like
Wait
Isn't you friends with that snake
The kid who done ratted on niggas for playing with triggers that kid is a fake
I'm on that boss shit
Potion got me feeling nauseaus
Better be cautious keep a blade up in my pocket
I'm bout to swing I'm undefeated in the ring
Jumpy like springs and he ain't even met the king

But I do my dance in this bitch
No spinning my gang in this bitch
No twirling my gang in this bitch
And I swear we catch bodies and shit



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Diallo
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