AllAboutPressha

Put a switch onna' opps make 'em flee
Nigcaz act like it's smoke but they running from me
You ain't gang if you not tryna spin
Oppz stay on my dicc
Why they tryna be friends
But it's cool he gon' die soon
Put a opp in the blunt I'on mind puttin' fye' to him
Y'all know I'm blowin my sticc I'on need nobody shoot if I'm totin my blicc
If I shoot all my niggaz hit
Never I lied 'bout no jugg or 'bout hittin no licc
Ain't nunna y'all niggaz did nun'
Nigca was talkin' that chit and got punched he was frontin'
Niggaz said they was finna post up
Ain't see a soul øut the trap
Knew niggaz won't dumb
Shoulda knew yo lil nigca gon' run
Tellin' everybody get low he aint let off one

Fucc a 9 this a fo-five gang swingin' 2 40s
But I grew up on Glokknine
Middle finger to opps signs
Bitch I'm staccin' my set dare a nigga to drøp mine
Been all about pressha
AAP ratK puttin' opps onna' stretcher
If you play you gon' lay down
Niggaz say this and that till he dead what he say now?
Livin fast so I sped up
And ain't chit change make a diss and get wet up
I won't go for no setup
Shoot that bitch in her lace
Shorty shoulda' knew better
Tøld him watch høw I tweak
All my beef in the air
Fucc niggaz gon' sneak
Sendin' shots you jus' thug øn IG
I know the opps broke as the fucc not as rich as we be
Big crip throw up 3
Niggaz false claimin' chit wacc you jus' wanna be me
Like the fucc is a "V"
Bitch niggaz not tryna spin so they not with the team
Play both sides and get split
If you out in the 'deen better be on yo chit
That deluxe wasn't it
Why the opps tryna rap gettin punched in they lip (Tr3yz)



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Writer(s): Glizzy Avery
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