Main Opp
Uh
It's big 2X niggas know we up next
2X for the money 2X for respect
2021 we still stepping on you niggas neck
(Double R Beatz)
(Double R Produced it)
I ain't cappin' when I'm out on the strip
Got sum' shit on my waist don't be watching my hip
The feds on the block they be clocking like shit
And ain't shit finna' stop me from sparking my stick
I'm out on the block and I'm ducking from one time
25/8 when I post on the frontline
We marching with sticks and they thinking it's drum-line
Catch up with my Vic and I'm knowing it's crunch time
I take off on a nigga ain't getting no get back
That nigga keep begging to give him his shit back
I gotta compact give him a six pack
That shit off the glass I gave him a truck shot
These niggas so ain't living like that they be stroffin'
They ain't stacking no bread these niggas be loafing
And I really got aim don't get caught in the open
Shit sound like a bomb they don't know what I'm toting
Plug hit my phone said he sending them bags in (Uh, uh)
Let's get them bags out
Good gas I'm serving gas out
The shit that I'm serving it's making you pass out
The shit that I'm smoking it fuck up your chest
I got sum' shit lay a junkie to rest
And pass me the 30 ain't popping no X
Nigga bluff on the play and I'm on to the next
Buddy thinking shit sweet he got killed with his own gun
Bro stay on alert and I'm knowing he on one
Told him get on that car and go see if they on sum'
And I stay with gorillas they ready to go dumb (Uh, she'll)
I'm really a opp to these niggas
You ain't fucking with me why you watching a nigga
Niggas stay on my page they be clocking a nigga
Niggas know I'm the goat they ain't topping a nigga
Shawty saying I'm cap and I told her come see
I'm on the one niggas know where I be
Bitch I'm never hiding ain't ducking no beef
I don't go to the net I keep shit in the streets
Some nights it be cold but I'm keeping my heat
Ain't a gangster or killer I'm just being me
But a nigga gon' die if he thinking it's sweet
Anytime sum shit happen I stay on my feet
Uh, uh
I'm tired of these niggas they really be cappin'
Niggas switching the story but they know what happened
They put up a front and whole time they be acting
I just might go take a flight
When I step in the stu all this shit I be slight
Bitch I know that I crank and I don't need a hype
When they see I'm consistent the shit they don't like
I ain't cappin' when I'm out on the strip
Got sum' shit on my waist don't be watching my hip
The feds on the block they be clocking like shit
And ain't shit finna' stop me from sparking my stick
I'm out on the block and I'm ducking from one time
25/8 when I post on the frontline
We marching with sticks and they thinking it's drum-line
Catch up with my Vic and I'm knowing it's crunch time
I take off on a nigga ain't getting no get back
That nigga keep begging to give him his shit back
I gotta compact give him a six pack
That shit off the glass I gave him a truck shot
These niggas so ain't living like that they be stroffin'
They ain't stacking no bread these niggas be loafing
And I really got aim don't get caught in the open
Shit sound like a bomb they don't know what I'm toting
It's big 2X niggas know we up next
2X for the money 2X for respect
2021 we still stepping on you niggas neck
(Double R Beatz)
(Double R Produced it)
I ain't cappin' when I'm out on the strip
Got sum' shit on my waist don't be watching my hip
The feds on the block they be clocking like shit
And ain't shit finna' stop me from sparking my stick
I'm out on the block and I'm ducking from one time
25/8 when I post on the frontline
We marching with sticks and they thinking it's drum-line
Catch up with my Vic and I'm knowing it's crunch time
I take off on a nigga ain't getting no get back
That nigga keep begging to give him his shit back
I gotta compact give him a six pack
That shit off the glass I gave him a truck shot
These niggas so ain't living like that they be stroffin'
They ain't stacking no bread these niggas be loafing
And I really got aim don't get caught in the open
Shit sound like a bomb they don't know what I'm toting
Plug hit my phone said he sending them bags in (Uh, uh)
Let's get them bags out
Good gas I'm serving gas out
The shit that I'm serving it's making you pass out
The shit that I'm smoking it fuck up your chest
I got sum' shit lay a junkie to rest
And pass me the 30 ain't popping no X
Nigga bluff on the play and I'm on to the next
Buddy thinking shit sweet he got killed with his own gun
Bro stay on alert and I'm knowing he on one
Told him get on that car and go see if they on sum'
And I stay with gorillas they ready to go dumb (Uh, she'll)
I'm really a opp to these niggas
You ain't fucking with me why you watching a nigga
Niggas stay on my page they be clocking a nigga
Niggas know I'm the goat they ain't topping a nigga
Shawty saying I'm cap and I told her come see
I'm on the one niggas know where I be
Bitch I'm never hiding ain't ducking no beef
I don't go to the net I keep shit in the streets
Some nights it be cold but I'm keeping my heat
Ain't a gangster or killer I'm just being me
But a nigga gon' die if he thinking it's sweet
Anytime sum shit happen I stay on my feet
Uh, uh
I'm tired of these niggas they really be cappin'
Niggas switching the story but they know what happened
They put up a front and whole time they be acting
I just might go take a flight
When I step in the stu all this shit I be slight
Bitch I know that I crank and I don't need a hype
When they see I'm consistent the shit they don't like
I ain't cappin' when I'm out on the strip
Got sum' shit on my waist don't be watching my hip
The feds on the block they be clocking like shit
And ain't shit finna' stop me from sparking my stick
I'm out on the block and I'm ducking from one time
25/8 when I post on the frontline
We marching with sticks and they thinking it's drum-line
Catch up with my Vic and I'm knowing it's crunch time
I take off on a nigga ain't getting no get back
That nigga keep begging to give him his shit back
I gotta compact give him a six pack
That shit off the glass I gave him a truck shot
These niggas so ain't living like that they be stroffin'
They ain't stacking no bread these niggas be loafing
And I really got aim don't get caught in the open
Shit sound like a bomb they don't know what I'm toting
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Writer(s): Shell 2x
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