Bow, Pt. 3
No ceilings
Heartbroken kid I got no feelings
I'm from the hood with the dope dealers
I don't gang bang but I know killers
2 bitches
Bout to go have a Minaj
And I keep Dracs on my side like I'm Weezy
Silencer making no sound now he bleeding
Coughing up blood on the ground and he weezing
Living is hard but dying is easy
Aye
Niggas get X'd in a box if they feud with my family I'm starting to feel like I'm Stevie
Hawk em
Down
Now his ass dead in a casket
Flipping that bitch like he pissed in his mattress
Stretching that bitch and I think she elastic
Calm the F down
Shut the F up
Fendi
Really
Give me some time I'll be running my city
Me and my Girl
We Martin and Gina
You and you yo shorty just
Bobby and Whitney
I feel like I'm Iverson ballin in Philly
I jus be sober no poppin no pillys
We bout outside with the Rican's and Tillys
Chillin with Bibby he drunk off the Henny
Niggas be broke they be flexing with stimmys
Dissing the gang he got popped like a Wheely
Who hot
You not
I got the juice like 2pac aye
I'm finna shoot with a few shots aye
Hop in the coupe of a new i8
Back with the trilogy
Bringing that energy
Make sure you remember me
Blowing the smoke in the air
I'm killing my enemies and mixing with Hennessy
Ride with the gang we always wildin
We come to ya crib you know we sliding
This bitch see my bands and now she smiling
Back up hoe you know I'm styling
Hawk em down
Muzzle the gun it won't make a sound
Body parts stuck in the lost and found
Now a lil nigga stuck in the ground
Aiming this Drake it start from the bottom
I'm catching bodies Obi Toppin
Split through his wig you know we parting
Rose from Chi but I ball in the garden
He blacking out
I light him up
A vest on his vest ain't tight enough
Put a gun to his head if he talking tough
32 & Leek got the Midas touch
I'm balling out
Need me the bands you can keep the clout
Pockets was flat I was in a drought
This road to riches a different route
I'm fully
Nah I been in my bag
These niggas they simping bout bitches I had
He say he a G but he going out sad
My bands got bigger
Part 2 he was bitter
I fucked her you kissed her
I got ya bitch
Come get her
Leeky it's time that we end this shit
Did it for fun but we got a hit
We balling so hard we can never quit
Part 1 2 3 we ain't never miss
Woo walk on a bitch she ain't got my paper
Blade to his head like he getting a taper
Running this shit saying fuck the haters
Drop a hoe you know I won't chase her
I'm legendary
Summer is here and it's getting scary
Two hands on the gun gotta keep it steady
Put scope on the shit then it's getting messy
Your bitch at your funeral I hold her
Back up no tears on my shoulder
Can't name 2 niggas colder
Closed casket
Show's over
Bitch
Heartbroken kid I got no feelings
I'm from the hood with the dope dealers
I don't gang bang but I know killers
2 bitches
Bout to go have a Minaj
And I keep Dracs on my side like I'm Weezy
Silencer making no sound now he bleeding
Coughing up blood on the ground and he weezing
Living is hard but dying is easy
Aye
Niggas get X'd in a box if they feud with my family I'm starting to feel like I'm Stevie
Hawk em
Down
Now his ass dead in a casket
Flipping that bitch like he pissed in his mattress
Stretching that bitch and I think she elastic
Calm the F down
Shut the F up
Fendi
Really
Give me some time I'll be running my city
Me and my Girl
We Martin and Gina
You and you yo shorty just
Bobby and Whitney
I feel like I'm Iverson ballin in Philly
I jus be sober no poppin no pillys
We bout outside with the Rican's and Tillys
Chillin with Bibby he drunk off the Henny
Niggas be broke they be flexing with stimmys
Dissing the gang he got popped like a Wheely
Who hot
You not
I got the juice like 2pac aye
I'm finna shoot with a few shots aye
Hop in the coupe of a new i8
Back with the trilogy
Bringing that energy
Make sure you remember me
Blowing the smoke in the air
I'm killing my enemies and mixing with Hennessy
Ride with the gang we always wildin
We come to ya crib you know we sliding
This bitch see my bands and now she smiling
Back up hoe you know I'm styling
Hawk em down
Muzzle the gun it won't make a sound
Body parts stuck in the lost and found
Now a lil nigga stuck in the ground
Aiming this Drake it start from the bottom
I'm catching bodies Obi Toppin
Split through his wig you know we parting
Rose from Chi but I ball in the garden
He blacking out
I light him up
A vest on his vest ain't tight enough
Put a gun to his head if he talking tough
32 & Leek got the Midas touch
I'm balling out
Need me the bands you can keep the clout
Pockets was flat I was in a drought
This road to riches a different route
I'm fully
Nah I been in my bag
These niggas they simping bout bitches I had
He say he a G but he going out sad
My bands got bigger
Part 2 he was bitter
I fucked her you kissed her
I got ya bitch
Come get her
Leeky it's time that we end this shit
Did it for fun but we got a hit
We balling so hard we can never quit
Part 1 2 3 we ain't never miss
Woo walk on a bitch she ain't got my paper
Blade to his head like he getting a taper
Running this shit saying fuck the haters
Drop a hoe you know I won't chase her
I'm legendary
Summer is here and it's getting scary
Two hands on the gun gotta keep it steady
Put scope on the shit then it's getting messy
Your bitch at your funeral I hold her
Back up no tears on my shoulder
Can't name 2 niggas colder
Closed casket
Show's over
Bitch
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Writer(s): Malik Redmond
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