Rip
Moise sent me the beat (yo)
I guess these things happen huh? (Woo)
You think you have balls, huh
Are you feel sturdy? huh
Have one's wits about one
I said I never rest, pistol packing done
Send to to heaven with the automatic gun
Run bitch I'll get more joy and fun
Be careful who you're deal with son (dealin' with?)
Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, ayyy
IN THE HOOD!
When I walk in
I got somethin
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open
Send him heaven
REST IN PEACE!
When I walk in
I got somethin (grr)
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open (pa pa pa)
Send him heaven
I got somethin for you bitch!
VVS punches and you know we gonna hit back
Silence, you need get your brain back
My track pops, now that foe want his friend back
Shot the gun in the field when I mad back
All rappers do that motherfuckin click bait
Moise with the drum got a kickback
Cause my boy might split that maybach
Everybody just wanna get a six pack
I was in the bottom, serving security (security man)
I ain't been the same since clarity
Yeah I've been changed
I have the controller to switch now (I have now)
My career twice than my ego
Trust me we came here from the zero
Is there anybody can get me?
People hate me at the same time they love me
Now I only got Moise
Trust me it is not easy
Too much lose, too much hoes
Now I got clothes, iced out froze
But nobody close, nobody knows
Give me pose, I'm gonna choose
Nike shoes, Dior bluze (grr)
Can't wait your lies, no, can't bait you guys
I won't tell you lies, no, I won't take your prise
All I can make is work, do that work like a wise
We make business in every sector, don't give a mind
When I walk in
I got somethin (woo)
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open
Send him heaven
REST IN PEACE! (Grrr ah)
When I walk in
I got somethin
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open (pa pa pa)
Send him heaven (gr pa)
I got somethin for you bitch!
Swiss-boss double clock
Ride up on my wrist umh
Eat the plate no overdose
I got some rap no R&B ah
Nobody sayin that she said
Everybody wanna tug my pocket umh
If you think I am broke
Then look at my motherfuckin banknote
When I walk in
I got somethin (woo)
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open
Send him heaven
REST IN PEACE! (Grrr ah)
I guess these things happen huh? (Woo)
You think you have balls, huh
Are you feel sturdy? huh
Have one's wits about one
I said I never rest, pistol packing done
Send to to heaven with the automatic gun
Run bitch I'll get more joy and fun
Be careful who you're deal with son (dealin' with?)
Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, ayyy
IN THE HOOD!
When I walk in
I got somethin
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open
Send him heaven
REST IN PEACE!
When I walk in
I got somethin (grr)
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open (pa pa pa)
Send him heaven
I got somethin for you bitch!
VVS punches and you know we gonna hit back
Silence, you need get your brain back
My track pops, now that foe want his friend back
Shot the gun in the field when I mad back
All rappers do that motherfuckin click bait
Moise with the drum got a kickback
Cause my boy might split that maybach
Everybody just wanna get a six pack
I was in the bottom, serving security (security man)
I ain't been the same since clarity
Yeah I've been changed
I have the controller to switch now (I have now)
My career twice than my ego
Trust me we came here from the zero
Is there anybody can get me?
People hate me at the same time they love me
Now I only got Moise
Trust me it is not easy
Too much lose, too much hoes
Now I got clothes, iced out froze
But nobody close, nobody knows
Give me pose, I'm gonna choose
Nike shoes, Dior bluze (grr)
Can't wait your lies, no, can't bait you guys
I won't tell you lies, no, I won't take your prise
All I can make is work, do that work like a wise
We make business in every sector, don't give a mind
When I walk in
I got somethin (woo)
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open
Send him heaven
REST IN PEACE! (Grrr ah)
When I walk in
I got somethin
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open (pa pa pa)
Send him heaven (gr pa)
I got somethin for you bitch!
Swiss-boss double clock
Ride up on my wrist umh
Eat the plate no overdose
I got some rap no R&B ah
Nobody sayin that she said
Everybody wanna tug my pocket umh
If you think I am broke
Then look at my motherfuckin banknote
When I walk in
I got somethin (woo)
Pistol pumpin
Guns are loadin
Kick the door open
Send him heaven
REST IN PEACE! (Grrr ah)
Credits
Writer(s): Egemen Kaya
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