Still On My Shit
Still on my shit
Still toting blicks
Hoe on my dick
She taking flicks
Won't fall for no tricks
You niggas aren't slick
Bullets hit hard like a brick
I ball like Nardo Wick
Chop gotta dick and a clip
I shoot then I dip
I hop in the whip
Your hoe do a flip, like
She ask what's for dinner, I gave her the pipe
Do what I do, snipe what I snipe
You say you really bout that life
But I'm out here, finna take your life
Niggas locked up swinging knifes
I'll fuck on your wife
The gang get in strife
I pop a perc, go insane
We took a L, never again
Lia is fine, that bitch my main
We shoot your nigga, nothing remains
Shot him right in his brain
This too much to explain
Fly a private plane
Then put on my chain
I'm sipping Henny
You scraping pennies
Weed, I got plenty
Lean, I got plenty
You sweeter then Benny
You sweeter then Remmy
The gang shit is heavy
I'm rolling in Chevy
You died, already?
Woah, I fuck on that hoe
You call me big bro
I'm stepping on toes
Pour up, that's a four
Pour up, that's an eight
Take a sip out the big cup
You niggas are late
I didn't fall for no bait
But you fell of like your name Andrew Tate
I hit the keys like a piano
I'm high, bitch, soprano
Ain't a neighborhood I can't go
I load up the ammo
Bring it to the bando
Then pop out in Orlando
I am the hood commando
Load up the extendo
Then jump through the window
You niggas are lindo
Keep it a bean, pinto
Creep through the block, tiptoe
I'ma shark, bitch, you a minnow
I keep it a hunnid, you keep on a zero
Don't gotta cape, I'ma hero
Crack in my pillow
My pockets fat like Lizzo
I'm eating good, miso
Keep it a buck, peso
I'm eating good, queso
When I dump better stay low
I play your block, Halo
If you wanna fuck, say so
Still on my shit
Still toting blicks
Hoe on my dick
She taking flicks
Won't fall for no tricks
You niggas aren't slick
Bullets hit hard like a brick
I ball like Nardo Wick
Chop gotta dick and a clip
I shoot then I dip
I hop in the whip
Your hoe do a flip, like
She ask what's for dinner, I gave her the pipe
Do what I do, snipe what I snipe
You say you really bout that life
But I'm out here, finna take your life
Niggas locked up swinging knifes
I'll fuck on your wife
The gang get in strife
Still toting blicks
Hoe on my dick
She taking flicks
Won't fall for no tricks
You niggas aren't slick
Bullets hit hard like a brick
I ball like Nardo Wick
Chop gotta dick and a clip
I shoot then I dip
I hop in the whip
Your hoe do a flip, like
She ask what's for dinner, I gave her the pipe
Do what I do, snipe what I snipe
You say you really bout that life
But I'm out here, finna take your life
Niggas locked up swinging knifes
I'll fuck on your wife
The gang get in strife
I pop a perc, go insane
We took a L, never again
Lia is fine, that bitch my main
We shoot your nigga, nothing remains
Shot him right in his brain
This too much to explain
Fly a private plane
Then put on my chain
I'm sipping Henny
You scraping pennies
Weed, I got plenty
Lean, I got plenty
You sweeter then Benny
You sweeter then Remmy
The gang shit is heavy
I'm rolling in Chevy
You died, already?
Woah, I fuck on that hoe
You call me big bro
I'm stepping on toes
Pour up, that's a four
Pour up, that's an eight
Take a sip out the big cup
You niggas are late
I didn't fall for no bait
But you fell of like your name Andrew Tate
I hit the keys like a piano
I'm high, bitch, soprano
Ain't a neighborhood I can't go
I load up the ammo
Bring it to the bando
Then pop out in Orlando
I am the hood commando
Load up the extendo
Then jump through the window
You niggas are lindo
Keep it a bean, pinto
Creep through the block, tiptoe
I'ma shark, bitch, you a minnow
I keep it a hunnid, you keep on a zero
Don't gotta cape, I'ma hero
Crack in my pillow
My pockets fat like Lizzo
I'm eating good, miso
Keep it a buck, peso
I'm eating good, queso
When I dump better stay low
I play your block, Halo
If you wanna fuck, say so
Still on my shit
Still toting blicks
Hoe on my dick
She taking flicks
Won't fall for no tricks
You niggas aren't slick
Bullets hit hard like a brick
I ball like Nardo Wick
Chop gotta dick and a clip
I shoot then I dip
I hop in the whip
Your hoe do a flip, like
She ask what's for dinner, I gave her the pipe
Do what I do, snipe what I snipe
You say you really bout that life
But I'm out here, finna take your life
Niggas locked up swinging knifes
I'll fuck on your wife
The gang get in strife
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