Help (AOTW)
You talking loud, sending texts
We in your town, wearing vests
No backing out, say it with your chest
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We bodied down, we brought the specs
We sending crowns, no dental tech
Don't run now, back up your threats
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We can't look past it, if you saying rat shit
Chatting to the "opps", we know you playing that shit
Both sides only works, if you're safe you rat bitch
But you're not, I guarantee I get the "addy" from your favorite ratchet
Tools and vests, we suited like we in a union
This "four five" local, all five boroughs
Whole team heaters, pack of "Sterno"s
One more tweet, your block a smoke show
Ain't shit sweet? Your "squad" a no-show
Came with "BARs", call me LOSO
"Lips Are Sealed", new age GoGos
You could run to the "telly", we'll be waiting at the lobby
Out the back, do the race like he Ricky Bobby
Make "S" nab him, 'cause he "fiending" for a body
Cold winter, "hollows" heat you up, faster than a shot of Saki
You talking loud, sending texts
We in your town, wearing vests
No backing out, say it with your chest
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We bodied down, we brought the specs
We sending crowns, no dental tech
Don't run now, back up your threats
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We in your town, wearing vests
No backing out, say it with your chest
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We bodied down, we brought the specs
We sending crowns, no dental tech
Don't run now, back up your threats
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We can't look past it, if you saying rat shit
Chatting to the "opps", we know you playing that shit
Both sides only works, if you're safe you rat bitch
But you're not, I guarantee I get the "addy" from your favorite ratchet
Tools and vests, we suited like we in a union
This "four five" local, all five boroughs
Whole team heaters, pack of "Sterno"s
One more tweet, your block a smoke show
Ain't shit sweet? Your "squad" a no-show
Came with "BARs", call me LOSO
"Lips Are Sealed", new age GoGos
You could run to the "telly", we'll be waiting at the lobby
Out the back, do the race like he Ricky Bobby
Make "S" nab him, 'cause he "fiending" for a body
Cold winter, "hollows" heat you up, faster than a shot of Saki
You talking loud, sending texts
We in your town, wearing vests
No backing out, say it with your chest
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
We bodied down, we brought the specs
We sending crowns, no dental tech
Don't run now, back up your threats
Help ain't on the way
No, help ain't on the way
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Writer(s): Sig Slimm
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