Black Flag!
Big FortySeven in this shit
(Fortyyyyy)
Check, gun got a silencer
Only hear voices
These niggas be making irregular choices
I'm not Ricky Bivins, but that girl is poison
(Heh, damnnnn)
Heart is on frozen
You look at me wrong and your mouth will be swollen
Like bitch I'm the one that was chosen
I'm one of a kind
That's why I stay on my grind
Damn my lil baby is fine
Got niggas in Paris
You talk down on me and you perish
I'm getting some head on the Terrace
That ain't how we speak
Snap on the beat, like a streak
I want a mill like I'm meek
I want the money
Niggas be goofy and bummy
I give her the D, when it's sunny
Check me,
(Yuh, yuh)
Bitch I be living like Larry,
The king of my city,
Like bitch I was lying
I went and seen afterlife
I wasn't trying
They couldn't kill me
Cause I'm already dead
And we spinning the block
For the blood that was shed
Whole lotta red
That shit is fed
I just be chasing the bread
The fuck is you on
I'm starting to feel like a clone
I'm trynna get back in my zone
I'm trynna get back on my throne
Get back in the element
Please name a nigga that I am not better than
This AR do damage, I don't wanna scrap
I have no time for beefing
I just wanna rap
I have no time for beefing
I'm free till the weekend
Call me sleepy hallow
I fell off the deep end
Hm, yuh
My body different
Don't call her queen
I just call her my empress
I'm clean as a maid
I just need me a minute
They holding me back
Cause I don't have a limit
Got paid off a snippet
I'm Running up digits
I need an AK, bitch I don't need a Bridgette
These bullets ain't having no names when I shoot em
We talking that gun talk you know I am fluent
Pull up on niggas I'm killing them dead
Seven got heat
Can you get what I said
Shawnn in control
That's how my life goes
Call me a stripper cause I keep a pole
Shopping at Kohl's And I'm getting some clothes
You can get beat like you working at Bose
Chopped off a nigga cause he was a mole
And he was a rat
Chilling and hanging with snakes
He lied to me once and that's all I could take
I pushed him aside
Like a bitch got a rake
Niggas got beef so I put em in steak
Chopped him in salad
My wrist got a Patek
I cannot fuck with these niggas they bitches
Stay on a side
You don't gotta be switching
Rip in my soul
It's the ripple effect
Keep doing damage
That shit gon reflect
I make a nigga go pay his respect
The way that he tried me
I think I'm impressed
(Fortyyyyy)
Check, gun got a silencer
Only hear voices
These niggas be making irregular choices
I'm not Ricky Bivins, but that girl is poison
(Heh, damnnnn)
Heart is on frozen
You look at me wrong and your mouth will be swollen
Like bitch I'm the one that was chosen
I'm one of a kind
That's why I stay on my grind
Damn my lil baby is fine
Got niggas in Paris
You talk down on me and you perish
I'm getting some head on the Terrace
That ain't how we speak
Snap on the beat, like a streak
I want a mill like I'm meek
I want the money
Niggas be goofy and bummy
I give her the D, when it's sunny
Check me,
(Yuh, yuh)
Bitch I be living like Larry,
The king of my city,
Like bitch I was lying
I went and seen afterlife
I wasn't trying
They couldn't kill me
Cause I'm already dead
And we spinning the block
For the blood that was shed
Whole lotta red
That shit is fed
I just be chasing the bread
The fuck is you on
I'm starting to feel like a clone
I'm trynna get back in my zone
I'm trynna get back on my throne
Get back in the element
Please name a nigga that I am not better than
This AR do damage, I don't wanna scrap
I have no time for beefing
I just wanna rap
I have no time for beefing
I'm free till the weekend
Call me sleepy hallow
I fell off the deep end
Hm, yuh
My body different
Don't call her queen
I just call her my empress
I'm clean as a maid
I just need me a minute
They holding me back
Cause I don't have a limit
Got paid off a snippet
I'm Running up digits
I need an AK, bitch I don't need a Bridgette
These bullets ain't having no names when I shoot em
We talking that gun talk you know I am fluent
Pull up on niggas I'm killing them dead
Seven got heat
Can you get what I said
Shawnn in control
That's how my life goes
Call me a stripper cause I keep a pole
Shopping at Kohl's And I'm getting some clothes
You can get beat like you working at Bose
Chopped off a nigga cause he was a mole
And he was a rat
Chilling and hanging with snakes
He lied to me once and that's all I could take
I pushed him aside
Like a bitch got a rake
Niggas got beef so I put em in steak
Chopped him in salad
My wrist got a Patek
I cannot fuck with these niggas they bitches
Stay on a side
You don't gotta be switching
Rip in my soul
It's the ripple effect
Keep doing damage
That shit gon reflect
I make a nigga go pay his respect
The way that he tried me
I think I'm impressed
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Writer(s): Deshawn Blanding
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