P.O.V
Trapping out the crib getting money
Got the big blues now these heads acting funny
Everywhere I go it's getting lonely
Fuck that fake and the phonies
I do it on my own Al Capone it
But I raps songs once you know me
The end of every song I get louder
Now we just gone off the Henny
Sipping out the big cups
Riding around town and we whippin in the big trucks
Yea when I walk in everybody talking
Getting out of line I'll put yo ass in a coffin
Smoking on my pack I just laugh cause the dogs in
Shawty wanted back so I hit it out the dog pen
Making our laps he going off like dolphin
Look at her knees
She gonna need help when she walking
Damn Brodie why you get it like that
How do you mean I'm just built like that
Smoke an ounce and I get it right back
Not these clowns I'm just moving like that
I'm at peace with a biggo gat
I'm care free cause I know I don't lack
Looking cold with a blunt on my lap
Feeling bold now they all on my ass
Pat Morita yuh Mr. Miyagi
On a good one from the chi in my body
No disrespect but nigga don't try me
I'm holding techs but I do know karate
I do hope one day someone try and rob me
Keep em at bay i'll just drop a lot of bodies
Fuck what you say i'll just clean up around me
Got me shooting like I'm cappin off zombies
Got me shooting like I'm cappin off zombies
Yea hop in the big truck
Riding in four wheel
Slime on a good one
Keeping the cold steel
How bout I floor it
Feeling euphoric
Holding a nine
Stop all that lying
I'll find a use for it
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
I'm on my triple six
Upside down crucifix
You need a stick
I got a stick
I got mask
Might as well go hit that lick
Go get bag
Want to get givenchy for my baby and she want that cash
We just living fast
yeah aye
Blood in the snow
Still I'm like what riding dirty
Pouring up a 4
Ain't give a fuck if I'm buzzing
Curving all these bitches they ain't worth it
Lay a snitch in the dirt
Make him pay the price
You all some pups
No bark no bite
We all some riders yeah
Ride or die
In the late nights
Not the safe time
Got to move right
Give her FaceTime
I don't waste time
Yeah
Working
Till no daylight
No daylight
Got that evil coming out at night
Better play right
Or my demons come to take your life
Real eyes only realize all these dirty lies
Waiting for the day that someone come and test me someone please
More focused than ever before yeah
Sleeping on dirty ass floors yeah
Hopping out dirty ass four doors
Smoking that heavy till I'm all good
We know karate
But I got that gun love
Got the big blues now these heads acting funny
Everywhere I go it's getting lonely
Fuck that fake and the phonies
I do it on my own Al Capone it
But I raps songs once you know me
The end of every song I get louder
Now we just gone off the Henny
Sipping out the big cups
Riding around town and we whippin in the big trucks
Yea when I walk in everybody talking
Getting out of line I'll put yo ass in a coffin
Smoking on my pack I just laugh cause the dogs in
Shawty wanted back so I hit it out the dog pen
Making our laps he going off like dolphin
Look at her knees
She gonna need help when she walking
Damn Brodie why you get it like that
How do you mean I'm just built like that
Smoke an ounce and I get it right back
Not these clowns I'm just moving like that
I'm at peace with a biggo gat
I'm care free cause I know I don't lack
Looking cold with a blunt on my lap
Feeling bold now they all on my ass
Pat Morita yuh Mr. Miyagi
On a good one from the chi in my body
No disrespect but nigga don't try me
I'm holding techs but I do know karate
I do hope one day someone try and rob me
Keep em at bay i'll just drop a lot of bodies
Fuck what you say i'll just clean up around me
Got me shooting like I'm cappin off zombies
Got me shooting like I'm cappin off zombies
Yea hop in the big truck
Riding in four wheel
Slime on a good one
Keeping the cold steel
How bout I floor it
Feeling euphoric
Holding a nine
Stop all that lying
I'll find a use for it
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
I'm on my triple six
Upside down crucifix
You need a stick
I got a stick
I got mask
Might as well go hit that lick
Go get bag
Want to get givenchy for my baby and she want that cash
We just living fast
yeah aye
Blood in the snow
Still I'm like what riding dirty
Pouring up a 4
Ain't give a fuck if I'm buzzing
Curving all these bitches they ain't worth it
Lay a snitch in the dirt
Make him pay the price
You all some pups
No bark no bite
We all some riders yeah
Ride or die
In the late nights
Not the safe time
Got to move right
Give her FaceTime
I don't waste time
Yeah
Working
Till no daylight
No daylight
Got that evil coming out at night
Better play right
Or my demons come to take your life
Real eyes only realize all these dirty lies
Waiting for the day that someone come and test me someone please
More focused than ever before yeah
Sleeping on dirty ass floors yeah
Hopping out dirty ass four doors
Smoking that heavy till I'm all good
We know karate
But I got that gun love
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Writer(s): Francisco Rico
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