Discreet
Hey Coozy
Nigga say they down for me
A lot of these nigga have disloyalty
So when I move, I move discreet
Can not trust you niggas so I skrrt off in the Benz
I don't need no friends, stick by myself
Antisocial with the draco boo, boo, boo
Yeah
Running the bags up
Hustling so hard can't ease up
Back in the city I'm staying fly
When I move I pop those stripe
Hop down in the city with the crew
Loading the bag we playing it smooth
Grow in the street gotta rough it out
Serving crack gonna stay on the watch out
Looking through God's eyes we made it now
Move from trap house to Lakers house
F these niggas with their hands out
Might pop a perc to espace this ozone
Popping my shit I stay far from lame hoes
She tell me she need me, I need her more
She give me the neck while I change my clothes
Running the bags up (Yeah, yeah)
Running the bags up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Running the bags up
Nigga say they down for me
A lot of these nigga have disloyalty
So when I move, I move discreet
Can not trust you niggas so I skrrt off in the Benz (Skrrt)
I don't need no friends, stick by myself
Antisocial with the draco boo, boo, boo
I was down in the trenches
Now niggas talking shit
Success I earn it move to palace from pit
Had to make mama happy
So I work for my pink slip
Now I ride with the stick
If a nigga have loose lips or snitch
Can not trust niggas see a lot turn enemies
Oh, oh, oh
Grandmother say be careful how you give your heart to your friends
Reminiscing on the past remember I almost get kill by my cousin
Oh, oh, oh
Move with the draco
Praying for a better day gotta make it out this trap hole
Woie, woie, woie
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Running the bags up
Hop in the city whats up
So when I move, I move discreet
Can not trust you niggas so I skrrt off in the Benz
Still need no friends
Stick by myself
Popping all my skills bro
Smashing the kitty like big road
Scorpio with the glock
Keeping a foreign, I pull I'm strap
Roll with M 45
Tell your nigga watch their back I'm on it
Yeah. Playing that game I'm coming
Shaking the world for the money
Nigga say they down for me
A lot of these nigga have disloyalty
So when I move, I move discreet
Can not trust you niggas so I skrrt off in the Benz
I don't need no friends, stick by myself
Antisocial with the draco boo, boo, boo
Yeah
Running the bags up
Hustling so hard can't ease up
Back in the city I'm staying fly
When I move I pop those stripe
Hop down in the city with the crew
Loading the bag we playing it smooth
Grow in the street gotta rough it out
Serving crack gonna stay on the watch out
Looking through God's eyes we made it now
Move from trap house to Lakers house
F these niggas with their hands out
Might pop a perc to espace this ozone
Popping my shit I stay far from lame hoes
She tell me she need me, I need her more
She give me the neck while I change my clothes
Running the bags up (Yeah, yeah)
Running the bags up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Running the bags up
Nigga say they down for me
A lot of these nigga have disloyalty
So when I move, I move discreet
Can not trust you niggas so I skrrt off in the Benz (Skrrt)
I don't need no friends, stick by myself
Antisocial with the draco boo, boo, boo
I was down in the trenches
Now niggas talking shit
Success I earn it move to palace from pit
Had to make mama happy
So I work for my pink slip
Now I ride with the stick
If a nigga have loose lips or snitch
Can not trust niggas see a lot turn enemies
Oh, oh, oh
Grandmother say be careful how you give your heart to your friends
Reminiscing on the past remember I almost get kill by my cousin
Oh, oh, oh
Move with the draco
Praying for a better day gotta make it out this trap hole
Woie, woie, woie
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Running the bags up
Hop in the city whats up
So when I move, I move discreet
Can not trust you niggas so I skrrt off in the Benz
Still need no friends
Stick by myself
Popping all my skills bro
Smashing the kitty like big road
Scorpio with the glock
Keeping a foreign, I pull I'm strap
Roll with M 45
Tell your nigga watch their back I'm on it
Yeah. Playing that game I'm coming
Shaking the world for the money
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