Yeah-Yeah
(I got Hitman on the beat)
I pulled ignorant as the fuck, and then I striked 'em, yeah-yeah
Ain't let 'em know that I was coming, I surprised 'em, they scared
I brought that pressure to they person, I ain't typed 'em, eh-eh
No I ain't talking 'bout a stain, I said I wiped 'em, they dead
Niggas should know what it is with me
I'm keeping that Four-O Sig with me
Until I hit back I won't live in peace
I'm splitting them folks there wig in three
I ain't got no trust you ain't tricking me
I don't give no fuck if she digging me
I ain't got no love ain't a simp in me
I barely got lust for to hit and leave
Bro on the PS4, while i'm turnt in the 'yo
Got sticks in this bitch, all types of the poles
All types of the ho's, they type to my phone
Don't mean a fuck thing, I tied 'em along
No riding along, you ain't built like that
Fuck around ass jit, get killed like that
Watch your mouth, 'cause blood get spilled like that
And as quickly, you'll get peeled right back
Milk that gnat, make her give me the drop
Quickly, i'ma go kill me a opp
Wishfully, i'ma go spill me the lot
If I see 'em all there, i'ma drill me 'em all
Can't bill me i'm raw, no flodge or cap
Name a south side nigga that as hard as that
I done turned his cousins to a starter pack
Them bitch ass niggas ain't hard to wack
I pulled ignorant as the fuck, and then I striked 'em, yeah-yeah
Ain't let 'em know that I was coming, I surprised 'em, they scared
I brought that pressure to they person, I ain't typed 'em, eh-eh
No I ain't talking 'bout a stain, I said I wiped 'em, they dead
Niggas should know what it is with me
I'm keeping that Four-O Sig with me
Until I hit back I won't live in peace
I'm splitting them folks there wig in three
I ain't got no trust you ain't tricking me
I don't give no fuck if she digging me
I ain't got no love ain't a simp in me
I barely got lust for to hit and leave
I done broke that curse I ain't sad at all
I'm feeling up, with no Adderall
I ain't tooken no drugs to spazz at all
Nigga fuck all that pain I stacked 'em all
Nigga fuck all the opps let's clap 'em all
I know where they at playing basketball
Nigga fuck yo' opinion I ain't trash at all
I'ma keep grinding 'till I have it all yeah
Jit trying to crash out 'hind a bitch
He ain't no gangster, he a flunky yeah-yeah
Don't tell him I fucked her again
He'll get mad and probably try and slump me, and go fed
Bro serving Vicodins and Perks, and Xans to junkies, them meds
Gorilla Glue, Gelato, Zaza made his company, them stems
I pulled ignorant as the fuck, and then I striked 'em, yeah-yeah
Ain't let 'em know that I was coming, I surprised 'em, they scared
I brought that pressure to they person, I ain't typed 'em, eh-eh
No I ain't talking 'bout a stain, I said I wiped 'em, they dead
Niggas should know what it is with me
I'm keeping that Four-O Sig with me
Until I hit back I won't live in peace
I'm splitting them folks there wig in three
I ain't got no trust you ain't tricking me
I don't give no fuck if she digging me
I ain't got no love ain't a simp in me
I barely got lust for to hit and leave
I pulled ignorant as the fuck, and then I striked 'em, yeah-yeah
Ain't let 'em know that I was coming, I surprised 'em, they scared
I brought that pressure to they person, I ain't typed 'em, eh-eh
No I ain't talking 'bout a stain, I said I wiped 'em, they dead
Niggas should know what it is with me
I'm keeping that Four-O Sig with me
Until I hit back I won't live in peace
I'm splitting them folks there wig in three
I ain't got no trust you ain't tricking me
I don't give no fuck if she digging me
I ain't got no love ain't a simp in me
I barely got lust for to hit and leave
Bro on the PS4, while i'm turnt in the 'yo
Got sticks in this bitch, all types of the poles
All types of the ho's, they type to my phone
Don't mean a fuck thing, I tied 'em along
No riding along, you ain't built like that
Fuck around ass jit, get killed like that
Watch your mouth, 'cause blood get spilled like that
And as quickly, you'll get peeled right back
Milk that gnat, make her give me the drop
Quickly, i'ma go kill me a opp
Wishfully, i'ma go spill me the lot
If I see 'em all there, i'ma drill me 'em all
Can't bill me i'm raw, no flodge or cap
Name a south side nigga that as hard as that
I done turned his cousins to a starter pack
Them bitch ass niggas ain't hard to wack
I pulled ignorant as the fuck, and then I striked 'em, yeah-yeah
Ain't let 'em know that I was coming, I surprised 'em, they scared
I brought that pressure to they person, I ain't typed 'em, eh-eh
No I ain't talking 'bout a stain, I said I wiped 'em, they dead
Niggas should know what it is with me
I'm keeping that Four-O Sig with me
Until I hit back I won't live in peace
I'm splitting them folks there wig in three
I ain't got no trust you ain't tricking me
I don't give no fuck if she digging me
I ain't got no love ain't a simp in me
I barely got lust for to hit and leave
I done broke that curse I ain't sad at all
I'm feeling up, with no Adderall
I ain't tooken no drugs to spazz at all
Nigga fuck all that pain I stacked 'em all
Nigga fuck all the opps let's clap 'em all
I know where they at playing basketball
Nigga fuck yo' opinion I ain't trash at all
I'ma keep grinding 'till I have it all yeah
Jit trying to crash out 'hind a bitch
He ain't no gangster, he a flunky yeah-yeah
Don't tell him I fucked her again
He'll get mad and probably try and slump me, and go fed
Bro serving Vicodins and Perks, and Xans to junkies, them meds
Gorilla Glue, Gelato, Zaza made his company, them stems
I pulled ignorant as the fuck, and then I striked 'em, yeah-yeah
Ain't let 'em know that I was coming, I surprised 'em, they scared
I brought that pressure to they person, I ain't typed 'em, eh-eh
No I ain't talking 'bout a stain, I said I wiped 'em, they dead
Niggas should know what it is with me
I'm keeping that Four-O Sig with me
Until I hit back I won't live in peace
I'm splitting them folks there wig in three
I ain't got no trust you ain't tricking me
I don't give no fuck if she digging me
I ain't got no love ain't a simp in me
I barely got lust for to hit and leave
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Writer(s): Jordan Riggs
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