Light It Up

Staxx on, cheat code
Mask on, we go
Racks on, Rico
Past on, evil
Staxx on, Lego
Mask on, lay low
Racks on, they know
What you bringing to the table

Man I swear that I'm back in it
Know my lil crodie stay in the trap with it
I might pour a lil cup of the, uh
Cup of the, uh
Cup of the activist
Imma light this one up for my birthday
Swear that we did him the worst way
Why that boy thinking he shining
Boy you not better than me on my worst days

Know my brodie finna blast wit it if he spot one
Smoking ain't nothing but
Uh, uh
Gas in it and your partner
We did his homie so bad he had to come back in it with a choppa
Uh
All this weight on my back messing up my posture
I got a bag and I got it proper

6 in the bag and 6 in the mag
It's still 6 in the revolver
6 in her back and 6 where we at
It's feeling a little bit demonic
This'll get bad
A blick in his bag
But they won't get it till we pop one
Gripping a gat but live a facade
Man they don't really want a problem nah
Cocking it back, it's all for the bag
So I put my back in it
My lil bro put a Glock in his bag, it's all for the cash
So I put my last in it
Said he gon put the block on the map, the comp is all whack
Man why they keep gassing em
I remember when everyone laughed, you better get back
From me if you laughed wit em

I be smoking that gassa
Said she don't want no love, but now she gon fall in love with a trapper
No we don't ever act, but we just been making money like an actor
Know we came out the mud, I promise that we ain't ever going backwards
Roll up smoke em like a backwoods

Know my brodie finna blast wit it if he spot one
Smoking ain't nothing but
Uh uh
Gas in it and yo partner
We did his homie so bad he had to come back in it with a choppa
Uh
All this weight on my back messing up my posture
I got a bag and I got it proper

Count the money do it perfect
Bro got caught up in the trap, they gave em like 7 years now was it worth it
Told her she gon get a bag, was capping I'd never buy that girl a Birkin
PL come in wit a strap, and no he not known for showing any mercy
They look at us like we bad, but everything we did to em they deserved it
Everybody got em gassed, but I know eventually it's gonna burn em
Taking pictures wit a gat, but I know he never hit it he a virgin

I be smoking that gassa
Said she don't want no love but now she gon fall in love with a trapper
Man they nowhere near us, but I guess I'll still award em for the effort
They not wit us the F em
Told em watch who you step on
Brodie rolling with an F.N

Know my brodie finna blast wit it if he spot one
Smoking ain't nothing but
Uh Uh
Gas in it and yo partner
We did his homie so bad he had to come back in it with a choppa
Uh
All this weight on my back messing up my posture
I got a bag and I got it proper



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Writer(s): Mr. Staxx
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