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Niggas be on my dick, and they ain't on my mind
Can't even give 'em the time
I see niggas postin' they guns on live
When I could pull up to they 9 to 5
Nigga say he finna slide 1000 times
But nigga, ain't nobody died
How you a stepper, you can't even stand on business
As soon as the shit ain't online
Nigga sayin I'm cap
And I told him to slide
But he know whoever arrive ain't makin' it back
I know some of my niggas, they can't even get 'em a ride
They stuck in the trap
And I'm keepin' the fye
'Cause you know I gotta survive to get to the racks
Lotta these niggas sayin' they killers
They couldn't even serve time for a pack
I ain't fronting my move
Niggas don't even know where I be at
'Til I left the room
Nigga say that he YBF what?
I just told him let me know what he want on his tomb
'Cause even if you catch a body
All of my niggas gon' try to put you on the moon
These lil niggas know that I got it
Watchin' everything I do like I got 'em on Zoom
Say it's smoke, then we bussin'
Chop hit his top, give lil bro a concussion
He talkin' hot, put lil bro in a Russian
My bro got the K like he straight outta Russia
Dissin' my brudda, he can't even touch him
He tryna score, and I can't even question
All of my niggas is straight outta nothin'
Lil bro got my mama in pain, but I love him
Bro tryna do it like NASCAR
He need like 2 on the dashboard
She say she fuck wit the fast cars
Want it, she just gotta ask for it
He think my niggas is hoes or somethin'
He gon' get did like the last boy
Bro say he gettin' him gone or somethin'
If he shootin', he don't need a backboard
I'm tryna catch one, nigga fuck it
Say he gon' stretch somethin', why he duckin'
Tryna finesse somethin'
Boy you know I ain't goin' like that
I ain't trustin' in nothin'
Bro tryna check somethin'
Nigga know that this choppa gon' bless somethin'
Bitch all I gotta do is go text somethin'
You gon' get did like ya' bro tryna test somethin'
Nigga you know I'm with killers and robbers
And all of my niggas be duckin' them charges
But my bro say he tired of niggas
So you know that young niggas spinnin' regardless
You know we got the drop on all of his niggas
Let's see who gon' hit him the hardest
And she think Imma die
But mama you know all these niggas is bitches regardless
How the fuck these niggas pushin' P
And ain't got a pound, these niggas retarded
How the fuck these niggas look at me
And think that I won't hop outta that Charger
How the fuck these niggas shoot with they eyes closed
And think we scared of they problems
How the fuck these niggas tweak when they all hoes
I'm like fuck it, we got 'em
Y'all niggas ain't even slidin'
Y'all niggas be lyin'
Talkin' 'bout we gotta spin back
Bro got the K for a reason
My niggas straight out the trenches, ain't makin' no diss track
Straight out the South what I'm bleedin'
My niggas blowin' they gun, they ain't gotta spin back
They turned my bro to a demon
Told him "you losin' yo' soul lil bro, gotta kick back"
Niggas be on my dick, and they ain't on my mind
Can't even give 'em the time
I see niggas postin' they guns on live
When I could pull up to they 9 to 5
Nigga say he finna slide 1000 times
But nigga, ain't nobody died
How you a stepper, you can't even stand on business
As soon as the shit ain't online
Nigga sayin I'm cap
And I told him to slide
But he know whoever arrive ain't makin' it back
I know some of my niggas, they can't even get 'em a ride
They stuck in the trap
And I'm keepin' the fye
'Cause you know I gotta survive to get to the racks
Lotta these niggas sayin' they killers
They couldn't even serve time for a pack
Can't even give 'em the time
I see niggas postin' they guns on live
When I could pull up to they 9 to 5
Nigga say he finna slide 1000 times
But nigga, ain't nobody died
How you a stepper, you can't even stand on business
As soon as the shit ain't online
Nigga sayin I'm cap
And I told him to slide
But he know whoever arrive ain't makin' it back
I know some of my niggas, they can't even get 'em a ride
They stuck in the trap
And I'm keepin' the fye
'Cause you know I gotta survive to get to the racks
Lotta these niggas sayin' they killers
They couldn't even serve time for a pack
I ain't fronting my move
Niggas don't even know where I be at
'Til I left the room
Nigga say that he YBF what?
I just told him let me know what he want on his tomb
'Cause even if you catch a body
All of my niggas gon' try to put you on the moon
These lil niggas know that I got it
Watchin' everything I do like I got 'em on Zoom
Say it's smoke, then we bussin'
Chop hit his top, give lil bro a concussion
He talkin' hot, put lil bro in a Russian
My bro got the K like he straight outta Russia
Dissin' my brudda, he can't even touch him
He tryna score, and I can't even question
All of my niggas is straight outta nothin'
Lil bro got my mama in pain, but I love him
Bro tryna do it like NASCAR
He need like 2 on the dashboard
She say she fuck wit the fast cars
Want it, she just gotta ask for it
He think my niggas is hoes or somethin'
He gon' get did like the last boy
Bro say he gettin' him gone or somethin'
If he shootin', he don't need a backboard
I'm tryna catch one, nigga fuck it
Say he gon' stretch somethin', why he duckin'
Tryna finesse somethin'
Boy you know I ain't goin' like that
I ain't trustin' in nothin'
Bro tryna check somethin'
Nigga know that this choppa gon' bless somethin'
Bitch all I gotta do is go text somethin'
You gon' get did like ya' bro tryna test somethin'
Nigga you know I'm with killers and robbers
And all of my niggas be duckin' them charges
But my bro say he tired of niggas
So you know that young niggas spinnin' regardless
You know we got the drop on all of his niggas
Let's see who gon' hit him the hardest
And she think Imma die
But mama you know all these niggas is bitches regardless
How the fuck these niggas pushin' P
And ain't got a pound, these niggas retarded
How the fuck these niggas look at me
And think that I won't hop outta that Charger
How the fuck these niggas shoot with they eyes closed
And think we scared of they problems
How the fuck these niggas tweak when they all hoes
I'm like fuck it, we got 'em
Y'all niggas ain't even slidin'
Y'all niggas be lyin'
Talkin' 'bout we gotta spin back
Bro got the K for a reason
My niggas straight out the trenches, ain't makin' no diss track
Straight out the South what I'm bleedin'
My niggas blowin' they gun, they ain't gotta spin back
They turned my bro to a demon
Told him "you losin' yo' soul lil bro, gotta kick back"
Niggas be on my dick, and they ain't on my mind
Can't even give 'em the time
I see niggas postin' they guns on live
When I could pull up to they 9 to 5
Nigga say he finna slide 1000 times
But nigga, ain't nobody died
How you a stepper, you can't even stand on business
As soon as the shit ain't online
Nigga sayin I'm cap
And I told him to slide
But he know whoever arrive ain't makin' it back
I know some of my niggas, they can't even get 'em a ride
They stuck in the trap
And I'm keepin' the fye
'Cause you know I gotta survive to get to the racks
Lotta these niggas sayin' they killers
They couldn't even serve time for a pack
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Writer(s): Khari Elijah Douglas, Ybf K Sauce
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