Facetime

Aye Aye Long live zay
Long live Aj rip that nigga hem

Put a drum on the gun
It got a baseline
Aim it at ya face that's face time
And you know
I gotta keep it on my waste line
I seen niggas die
So I know they can take mine
I know a nigga doing ten
And he hate crying
I know a bitch
I know a bitch she eat the dick
And she stay lying
Even if I get hit ima keep firing
Lamborghini bad bitch
And you know she fine
Niggas got they hand out
Like please
When I was fucked up
They ain't give me no cheese
Happy like a kid on christmas eve
Ran off on the plug
But the pack ain't free
Even if he call
Ima keep it in the street
Air Force 1
Gotta couple pair of these
Military camp
Niggas telling me at ease
Catch the one who shot it
Ima pull it out and squeeze
AP rounds so a nigga can't breathe
Don't pass that shit
If it ain't runtz in yo leaf
I be with the Locs
Red bottoms on feet
I don't claim blocks
I like to walk on everything street
Think I'm vegetarian
Want green not beef
If I ain't got my gun
I'll break a nigga teeth
My cousin hit me up
He had me moving in a week
100k off a laptop
He a geek
Hard to understand
Like I wrote that shit in greek
Ayee
She say I'm the man
That other nigga can't compete
I was really moving
Rucci really in the streets
Open up them gates
I hate to see my niggas leave
Gotta hold tight cause it kick back
I ain't seen my daughter
In two weeks I gotta get back
I done put a beam on my gun
Push ya shit back
I heard he a stand up nigga
Make him sit back
If a nigga do you dirty
Get your lick back
If a nigga send two
Send six back
He ain't athletic
But the drake make him run track
Ain't got no resume
All He know is sell crack
And bust gats
Get the pack and add a little tax
Love live zay if he was here
He'd be saying facts
Remember that
Me and jizzle
On the stairs serving bags
Police pass I got three warrants
I ain't going for that
Doing bad you can't tell me nothing
When it come to that
Pin and pad
Thinking
This the only way a nigga last
You get it fast feds and the jackboys
Be on yo ass ima where a mask
I ain't come to chat
Let's get this over fast
Told momma don't worry
Ima do better
Put some forgies on the coup
Cause it cruise better
Viking ocean take a trip
The cruise better
I heard the foods better
It get lonely at the top better
Louie sweater
Shorty saying that I do it better
Applying effort didn't them dirty
When I should've kept them
Grew up with steppas
3 time felons
Won't go without a weapon
And if you test them
My niggas handing out
Permanent lessons
At you discretion
About to show you
That I wasn't flexing
You get the message
Play with rucci
And it get hectic
Gun fetish
Backwoods smoking
I'm counting lettuce
Gorealla rucci in the zoo
But they ain't never pet me



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Writer(s): Maxwell Mcnair
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