Oh He Spittin', Pt. 1
Coming in hot...
No opp is a friend of me still
Defend or get killed
Brady how I'm spraying the field
It really get real
This feeling like a energy pill
I'm gripping the steel
I show you how it really get built
I can't tell you bout my mindstate
But Kennedy will
My head is just gone
My thoughts they all over the wheel
One slip and it's on
Them sparks make it harder to chill
Don't swim in the dark
Them sharks gettin caught in your gills
The hate and madness it's gon soon turn in to sadness huh
Bitch in Atlanta want me take her to Miami
Bitch in L.A and all she talk about is fashion tho
Took her to New York and in the Hampton's threw a tantrum
Run on your block and take it over it's called expansion
My house so big I can't get robbed it's called a mansion
I'm in Detroit I call my broad right out of Lansing
When them niggas started singing
Brought the band and started dancing
Big darts comin straight at your grill
This shit ain't a drill
Work it like I'm paying the bills
It really get ill
Parolee but you still in appeals
The glick on me still
It's twinning like its Phillip and Lil
Run up and kill
No running when the blood it get spilled
Running for real
My gunners they in love with the thrill
I tell em to chill
They tell me that it is what it is
It ain't no big deal
Got the code of a mobster
The heart of a monster
First you cook up the contra
Then spread it and conquer
Got it coming in blanca
The plug is Bianca
She say she need a sponsor
She know that I got ya
Imma take it beyond her
Just go over yonder
Imma shoot like Lebron do
And fight like E Honda
Got the guns like Rawanda
It make em rewind up
It's a hell of line up
I can't make my mind up
Blue lights I'm guessing I broke the speed again
Two seater don't mean that I broke the median
If I stop for these cops then I won't be seen again
Gas, fuck it leavin em
Fast foreign freezing em
I let you play wit the drippin now let the leader in
I'm bout to eat and I'm whipping with the ingredients
I'm gettin greedy you see me with all the pita bread
I'm gettin bizzy
I'm buzzin
I bought the Beamer red
No opp is a friend of me still
Defend or get killed
Brady how I'm spraying the field
It really get real
This feeling like a energy pill
I'm gripping the steel
I show you how it really get built
My head is just gone
My head is just gone
My head is just gone
No opp is a friend of me still
Defend or get killed
Brady how I'm spraying the field
It really get real
This feeling like a energy pill
I'm gripping the steel
I show you how it really get built
I can't tell you bout my mindstate
But Kennedy will
My head is just gone
My thoughts they all over the wheel
One slip and it's on
Them sparks make it harder to chill
Don't swim in the dark
Them sharks gettin caught in your gills
The hate and madness it's gon soon turn in to sadness huh
Bitch in Atlanta want me take her to Miami
Bitch in L.A and all she talk about is fashion tho
Took her to New York and in the Hampton's threw a tantrum
Run on your block and take it over it's called expansion
My house so big I can't get robbed it's called a mansion
I'm in Detroit I call my broad right out of Lansing
When them niggas started singing
Brought the band and started dancing
Big darts comin straight at your grill
This shit ain't a drill
Work it like I'm paying the bills
It really get ill
Parolee but you still in appeals
The glick on me still
It's twinning like its Phillip and Lil
Run up and kill
No running when the blood it get spilled
Running for real
My gunners they in love with the thrill
I tell em to chill
They tell me that it is what it is
It ain't no big deal
Got the code of a mobster
The heart of a monster
First you cook up the contra
Then spread it and conquer
Got it coming in blanca
The plug is Bianca
She say she need a sponsor
She know that I got ya
Imma take it beyond her
Just go over yonder
Imma shoot like Lebron do
And fight like E Honda
Got the guns like Rawanda
It make em rewind up
It's a hell of line up
I can't make my mind up
Blue lights I'm guessing I broke the speed again
Two seater don't mean that I broke the median
If I stop for these cops then I won't be seen again
Gas, fuck it leavin em
Fast foreign freezing em
I let you play wit the drippin now let the leader in
I'm bout to eat and I'm whipping with the ingredients
I'm gettin greedy you see me with all the pita bread
I'm gettin bizzy
I'm buzzin
I bought the Beamer red
No opp is a friend of me still
Defend or get killed
Brady how I'm spraying the field
It really get real
This feeling like a energy pill
I'm gripping the steel
I show you how it really get built
My head is just gone
My head is just gone
My head is just gone
Credits
Writer(s): Darien Thompson
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