Talking Shii (Intro)
Niggas act like bitches being funny
Crying like they got cramps in they tummy
I ain't stop rapping I was making money
Made Ep and pop out on you dummies
I was too busy making bags
Could never see myself go out sad
People hating let them stay mad
Guarantee I get the last laugh
Play with my name then you play with my body
I got me some niggas and killing they hobby
Don't worry momma I make sure I got me
My sorry ass daddy I know he don't got me
I got some money I keep in my pockets
If a nigga try to take it he get sent like a rocket
Better not try if you don't wanna be in no coffin
Tell me what you wanna do
If you wanna fight we can punch
I ain't never ran from no one
Only time I ran when I ain't have a gun
But now I gotta glock with a drum
You want the smoke aim it at your lungs
I'm official damage can get done
Pussy boy don't know where I'm from
Like niggas really pussy out here
Niggas snitching on they potna they hit licks with and shit
Shit be crazy
Never been played for a bitch
Twenty-Two shots that was fired off a switch
Don't speak on that name that boy don't exist
We don't fuck with no nigga that snitch
Ok how I'm coming
I'm stepping on niggas
Took p out da projects
Saw money get bigger
Seen niggas off percs
How they turn to a gremlin
I just made my money don't care how they living
Bitch we from the trenches turn heroes to villains
Stay out the way and I count up theses digits
I keep me a stick cause my finger be itchin
Don't fw these niggahs these niggahs be trippin
Twenty-Four trap we be living
Nine grams rolled we be popping
Stacking money til I hit the coffin
LA grow yeah it's exotic
Niggahs capping they be outta pocket
Bought a beam put it to your noggin
Roll a pop shii it got me coughing
My brudda my family we stick to the vision
I watch how I move cause niggahs be tripping
Can't cuff no hoe that be all in her feelings
Got to much on me can't fall of my pivot
Watch out lil brodie you know ima get it
I know some shooters that go on a mission
I know some niggahs that ended up missing
They never get it gang
Four Five takeoff like a rocket
Full press niggah you can't stop me
Bad bitch fucking up your logic
To easy niggah you can't top it
Gang gang
Switching sides niggah you ain't solid
Trending now niggah we the topic
Had to do it never had an option
Crying like they got cramps in they tummy
I ain't stop rapping I was making money
Made Ep and pop out on you dummies
I was too busy making bags
Could never see myself go out sad
People hating let them stay mad
Guarantee I get the last laugh
Play with my name then you play with my body
I got me some niggas and killing they hobby
Don't worry momma I make sure I got me
My sorry ass daddy I know he don't got me
I got some money I keep in my pockets
If a nigga try to take it he get sent like a rocket
Better not try if you don't wanna be in no coffin
Tell me what you wanna do
If you wanna fight we can punch
I ain't never ran from no one
Only time I ran when I ain't have a gun
But now I gotta glock with a drum
You want the smoke aim it at your lungs
I'm official damage can get done
Pussy boy don't know where I'm from
Like niggas really pussy out here
Niggas snitching on they potna they hit licks with and shit
Shit be crazy
Never been played for a bitch
Twenty-Two shots that was fired off a switch
Don't speak on that name that boy don't exist
We don't fuck with no nigga that snitch
Ok how I'm coming
I'm stepping on niggas
Took p out da projects
Saw money get bigger
Seen niggas off percs
How they turn to a gremlin
I just made my money don't care how they living
Bitch we from the trenches turn heroes to villains
Stay out the way and I count up theses digits
I keep me a stick cause my finger be itchin
Don't fw these niggahs these niggahs be trippin
Twenty-Four trap we be living
Nine grams rolled we be popping
Stacking money til I hit the coffin
LA grow yeah it's exotic
Niggahs capping they be outta pocket
Bought a beam put it to your noggin
Roll a pop shii it got me coughing
My brudda my family we stick to the vision
I watch how I move cause niggahs be tripping
Can't cuff no hoe that be all in her feelings
Got to much on me can't fall of my pivot
Watch out lil brodie you know ima get it
I know some shooters that go on a mission
I know some niggahs that ended up missing
They never get it gang
Four Five takeoff like a rocket
Full press niggah you can't stop me
Bad bitch fucking up your logic
To easy niggah you can't top it
Gang gang
Switching sides niggah you ain't solid
Trending now niggah we the topic
Had to do it never had an option
Credits
Writer(s): Ja’amond Jordan
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