The Message

Niggas talking from the back? They gon have to catch up
Cuz Dono walking thru these tracks, that's a fact he next up
No, we gon have to rock the masks, in all black we dressed up
Cuz 12 been stalking wit they gats, they gon have to fetch us
Now they gon ask bout where we at, if you rat you messed up
My shooters won't forgive your ass, eat that ass for breakfast
Nigga you do not get a pass, trigger finger reckless
My hittas won't forget your ass, finna get the message
Damn

Look, we just riding through the city (God damn)
Pontiac in all black with the gats up in the back
Jomar drive fast when he tipsy (Ok)
Nigga we don't give a fuck been told y'all wassup
Got za come shop got plenty (That thrax)
Keep my circle real small we a unit don't fall
Don't fuck with us got semis
These niggas is some fools y'all think y'all got the tools
Y'all niggas better mind your business (On god)
Shoot the op up in the head caught em' lacking in the bed
Police can't find no witness (No sir)
And I don't really give a damn (Shit)
My nigga I'll go do it again
Qua in the back of the Benz
Even got bro from Japan
Please do not mess with my men
Or we'll turn you into a gram
Man Go mind y'all business y'all gossip a lot
Feeling like spooky I'm back on my block
Ant said that he wanna go take a risk?
Leave that boy bleeding we turn him to chalk
Opps got a chance to go get it together
Or we gon send all they ass to the nether
But my big bro said you didn't have to kill him?
My bad my niggas be losing they temper
Cause niggas be talking shit everyday
Do not know why they be starting with me (I don't)
Don't even look at my comments unless you my brother
Don't know why they argue with me (On god)
We getting richer regardless if we being honest
You know that we market OG (Know that we market OG)
All of my chains just be Cuban too bright for your pupils
You gonna get blinded to see
And I don't give a damn what them niggas been talking about
Saying they snatching it gonna get popped
Jay in the passenger heard there was static up finna go squash it you know how we rock
When we is done make that boy just an afterthought
Opp pack be getting me high like an astronaut
Don't give a fuck what they say bitch I blessed the block
Fucking your bitch in the back of the parking lot
(Don't give a damn)

Niggas talking from the back? They gon have to catch up
Cuz Dono walking thru these tracks, that's a fact he next up
No we gon have to rock the masks, in all black we dressed up
Cuz 12 been stalking wit they gats, they gon have to fetch us
Now they gon ask bout where we at, if you rat you messed up
My shooters won't forgive your ass, eat that ass for breakfast
niggas you do not get a pass, trigger finger reckless
My hittas won't forget your ass, finna get the message
Niggas talking from the back? They gon have to catch up
Cuz Dono walking thru these tracks, that's a fact he next up
No we gon have to rock the masks, in all black we dressed up
Cuz 12 been stalking wit they gats, they gon have to fetch us



Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Arnason
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