Deeper Meaning

See lately I've been on my grind with this microphone
I love my niccas I can't wait until my dawg home
Fucc da opposition we gon slide we bout 4 choppas on us
I got this 9 from cancer city we've been plotting on em

Uhhh bitch imma reaper take eht nicca soul bitch you can keep em
Bitch I want yo head so by the morning you see Jesus
Frontline backing niccas smacking niccas want they neck off
Bitch I'm with my migos set this bitch and then I take off
Gang gang yeah I'm with the gang nicca run up best believe that imma bang

Bang rang hit em in his brain
Nicca wanna be me me and you we not the same
556 and 40 glocks bitch we got big guns
Shoot dis shot and hit his top bitch that's a home run
Niccas want my head bitch come and get me I ain't hiding
Send yo best hitter bet his momma get to crying
Uh fuckin up the 4 got 30 shots everywhere I go
Ain't fucking with no opps they tryna plot so imma let it blow
Shing Shang I fuck with Asian niccas they gon kick it
My Asian boy name ribbie yeah that nicca a for rib cage
See lately I've been on my grind with this microphone
I love my niccas I can't wait until my dawg home
Fucc da opposition we gon slide we bout 4 choppas on us
I got this 9 from cancer city we've been plotting on em
I know that we gon come through washing like some listerin
Them niccas fake they ain't my kind no they ain't kin to me
I put my pain up on this mic like it's gon talk to me
I'm venting everyday you know this mic know every part of me
Gang before the rain bitch it was snowing I was freezing up
No they ain't give me shit I had to make it while I'm tearing up
Fuck da niccas that done seen me starve and ain't give a fuck
But now I got that chedda I can tell em they ain't rich enough



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Writer(s): Bdg Vuitton
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