Industry Hit

I say It's my time to shine,
Brodie said I'm gifted it, ion gotta use the nine,
If I need a body, wodie said he dumping till he die, (bow,bow,bow)
Nizzy that's my guy,
I'm sliding wit the guys, committing sins into we die, (facts)
Steel said he got em, bitch, don't worry bout the time, (solid)
If he catch em lacking, we gone cash me out like some chime, (Ching)
Bitch, I'm on my grind, steady steppin all the time, (facts)
From the nap but I got killers
Waiting on you like it's lunchtime, (blurr)
Uh, steppin on these niggas, my nigga strode a dread head, he a hitta,
Quite nigga but he like pulling them triggas, (bow, bow)
He from the mitten, it ain't shit to sleep a nigga, Uh,
Uh, It ain't shit to sleep a nigga,
RikBandz officials, now hoes say they miss me, (I'm hip)
I get a new one everyday, I'm never tripping, (facts)
I feel like gunna,
Cause today I'm really dripping, (slash) Turnt up in yo city,
Bad bitches they love me, They want my money, (can't get it)
Kdog that's my cousin, don't try nothing funny, (Gang)
Really locked in 2021 we need blue hunnits,
Really tryna chase a couple million from that one shit, (facts)

Spinning on the opps, I'm done sparing life's, I'm at yo top,
.556s through yo body, you gone drop, (Blurr)
It's a lotta niggas thinking that they hot,
But y'all ain't RikBandz, so I know y'all ain't gone pop, (dumbass)
Hottest nigga in the city, I'm on top,
Niggas hate me cause I'm winning and they not,
I built this shit from da mud, how can I be stop? (Huh)
How can I stop?
Chando grab the Glock, we boutta spin the block,
Heard the opps out today, you know we bout to send some shot, (blur)
Murder on my mind, free melly, let's get that case dropped, (blow)
We bout to spin the block two more time,
Make dem bodies drop, (spin)
Homicide after homicide, that's how I'm feeling now,
Catch a body, go the run, gotta kill the witness now,
Zip em up, throw em away, he wit fish's now,

Brodie got convinced for that case, it won't no witness round,
Free my nigga dub from the state, they turning children wild,
Sliding wit this AR-15, it got a hunnit rounds,
Customized scope on my gun, I'm trying to take them out, (he gone)
Trapping out the crib everyday, I don't eat Waffle House, (I don't)
Smoking all these drugs to the face I'm at momma house,
All my niggas really some bosses, so what you talking bout?
Sliding wit these sticks all the time, mask up and chalk em out,
Scored a 50 piece on all the opps I feel like Kobe now, (Huh)
Destiny for this shit, I can't stop, I'm like the holy child, (Yop)
Rip my brother, I'm doing this shit so we can make it out,
Brodie in my thoughts everyday, you gotta hold it down,
I'm stepping,I'm stepping for the gang, that's all I know,
If anybody speaking on Brodie, then he gotta gone,
I'm posted in them trenches,
Wit some niggas that done took some souls,
But I ain't speaking on them case, cause they still on hold,
(Cause they still on hold)
OTN the gang nigga, that's the mob nigga,
We tryna make this shit global, that's on god nigga,
That's on god nigga (echo)



Credits
Writer(s): Rik Bandz, Tie'rik Nelson
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