Notice Us
These niggas in disguise, want my demise
Why ion open up (Why ion open up)
Surprised she told them lies, and in my eyes
I can't condone it, uh (I can't condone it)
Hit the beat, and I just groove
Auto tune, I switch my vocals up (Switch my vocals up)
I'm rollin' wit my goons, we clutchin' tools
You can't get close enough (Can't get close enough)
One day we gon be trendin', in them pendants
Talkin' chokers bruh (I'm talkin chokers)
Spinnin' through in Benzes, ain't no limit
They gon notice us (They gon notice)
Bitches fiendin', niggas schemin'
And they leechin', on some vulture stuff (On some vulture stuff)
Nigga demon, and he mean it
Leave him bleedin', when that toaster buck (When that toaster buck)
Extended clip, a fully
Got me thinkin' Ima bad guy (A bad guy)
If a nigga acting bully
Heater leave him on his back side (His back side)
You know G $o'll pull it
Bet these bullets make him act right (Act right)
Aim this forty at ya mullet
Betta book it 'fore you chastised
Got in tune wit auto tune
I started playin' wit my vocals (My vocal chords)
Too soon, he met his doom
Pablo got grippin' me toastas (I'm grippin' swords)
You smokin' poon, I'm on the moon
Smuggle thrax like Cosa Notra (And BMF)
You a coon, I'm wit my goons
No we don't do no rollin' ova (Know we'll step)
Bro gon blast, you actin' tough
Get on yo ass, you think you buck
Smokin' gas, until I'm stuck
High as fuck, cuz Ima dope head (Pastooo)
Hate the past, cuz it was tough
Had to laugh, cuz shit was rough (What else)
Had to last, no givin' up
I live it up, just for my bro dead (Pablooo)
Diss his name, get left wit no head
Call the gang, aim at yo fo head
Nigga thinkin' it's fa show
You drop the lo, then Ima go red (Rojo)
I know a couple coke heads
For that dope, yea they'll go fed (Loco)
And some thotties that's on go
Ride it slow, just like a moped (Slow-mo)
These niggas in disguise, want my demise
Why ion open up (Want my demise)
Surprised she told them lies, and in my eyes
I can't condone it, uh (She told them lies)
Hit the beat, and I just groove
Auto tune, I switch my vocals up (And now I'm live)
I'm rollin' wit my goons, we clutchin' tools
You can't get close enough (Cuz you'll die)
One day we gon be trendin', in them pendants
Talkin' chokers bruh (In them pendants)
Spinnin' through in Benzes, ain't no limit
They gon notice us (It ain't no limit)
Bitches fiendin', niggas schemin'
And they leechin', on some vulture stuff (We gon be winnin')
Nigga demon, and he mean it
Leave him bleedin', when that toaster buck (Cuz Ima send it)
Nigga demon, and he mean it
Leavin him screamin', when this heater pop (This heater pop)
Pirahnas, know they evil
Pull up tweakin' in a Equinox (In a Equinox)
On the D, I got ha creamin'
Know she fiendin', cuz she need the cock (She need it)
She eatin' all my semen off the weed
And then I leave the thot (I'm leavin')
You talkin' like you gutta
But ain't neva hit a lick before (Neva)
Get this money wit my brothers
Then we split it like centerfold (Da chedda)
We clutchin' on them cuttas
Fifty plus, is what the stick'll hold (Da stick)
Stomp in you in some buttas
Timbalands, and bro'll blick a hoe (Da blick)
Shout out to Carlito
Caught a case, that nigga beat it
He been real, no need fa pretend
We just sit right back on defense
Got heat for niggas creepin' (A oppy)
Roll you up, and now I'm geekin' (Sloppy)
Got yo boo, she in the nude (Body)
Gon do the crew, she in here freakin' (Thottie)
Roll the doja, and get high
Cuz I'm above them bad decisions
Got my toaster, if you try
Look to the sky, just for forgiveness (Don't try it)
Fuck around and close yo eyes
Cuz all my guys'll wack a witness
Give a fuck about them bitches
Put a blicky on a temptress (Put a blickey on a bitch)
These niggas in disguise, want my demise
Why ion open up (Surprised)
Surprised she told them lies, and in my eyes
I can't condone it, uh (Hit the)
Hit the beat, and I just groove
Auto tune, I switch my vocals up (I'm rollin')
I'm rollin' wit my goons, we clutchin' tools
You can't get close enough (One day)
One day we gon be trendin', in them pendants
Talkin' chokers bruh (Spinnin')
Spinnin' through in Benzes, ain't no limit
They gon notice us (They gon notice)
They gon notice
Why ion open up (Why ion open up)
Surprised she told them lies, and in my eyes
I can't condone it, uh (I can't condone it)
Hit the beat, and I just groove
Auto tune, I switch my vocals up (Switch my vocals up)
I'm rollin' wit my goons, we clutchin' tools
You can't get close enough (Can't get close enough)
One day we gon be trendin', in them pendants
Talkin' chokers bruh (I'm talkin chokers)
Spinnin' through in Benzes, ain't no limit
They gon notice us (They gon notice)
Bitches fiendin', niggas schemin'
And they leechin', on some vulture stuff (On some vulture stuff)
Nigga demon, and he mean it
Leave him bleedin', when that toaster buck (When that toaster buck)
Extended clip, a fully
Got me thinkin' Ima bad guy (A bad guy)
If a nigga acting bully
Heater leave him on his back side (His back side)
You know G $o'll pull it
Bet these bullets make him act right (Act right)
Aim this forty at ya mullet
Betta book it 'fore you chastised
Got in tune wit auto tune
I started playin' wit my vocals (My vocal chords)
Too soon, he met his doom
Pablo got grippin' me toastas (I'm grippin' swords)
You smokin' poon, I'm on the moon
Smuggle thrax like Cosa Notra (And BMF)
You a coon, I'm wit my goons
No we don't do no rollin' ova (Know we'll step)
Bro gon blast, you actin' tough
Get on yo ass, you think you buck
Smokin' gas, until I'm stuck
High as fuck, cuz Ima dope head (Pastooo)
Hate the past, cuz it was tough
Had to laugh, cuz shit was rough (What else)
Had to last, no givin' up
I live it up, just for my bro dead (Pablooo)
Diss his name, get left wit no head
Call the gang, aim at yo fo head
Nigga thinkin' it's fa show
You drop the lo, then Ima go red (Rojo)
I know a couple coke heads
For that dope, yea they'll go fed (Loco)
And some thotties that's on go
Ride it slow, just like a moped (Slow-mo)
These niggas in disguise, want my demise
Why ion open up (Want my demise)
Surprised she told them lies, and in my eyes
I can't condone it, uh (She told them lies)
Hit the beat, and I just groove
Auto tune, I switch my vocals up (And now I'm live)
I'm rollin' wit my goons, we clutchin' tools
You can't get close enough (Cuz you'll die)
One day we gon be trendin', in them pendants
Talkin' chokers bruh (In them pendants)
Spinnin' through in Benzes, ain't no limit
They gon notice us (It ain't no limit)
Bitches fiendin', niggas schemin'
And they leechin', on some vulture stuff (We gon be winnin')
Nigga demon, and he mean it
Leave him bleedin', when that toaster buck (Cuz Ima send it)
Nigga demon, and he mean it
Leavin him screamin', when this heater pop (This heater pop)
Pirahnas, know they evil
Pull up tweakin' in a Equinox (In a Equinox)
On the D, I got ha creamin'
Know she fiendin', cuz she need the cock (She need it)
She eatin' all my semen off the weed
And then I leave the thot (I'm leavin')
You talkin' like you gutta
But ain't neva hit a lick before (Neva)
Get this money wit my brothers
Then we split it like centerfold (Da chedda)
We clutchin' on them cuttas
Fifty plus, is what the stick'll hold (Da stick)
Stomp in you in some buttas
Timbalands, and bro'll blick a hoe (Da blick)
Shout out to Carlito
Caught a case, that nigga beat it
He been real, no need fa pretend
We just sit right back on defense
Got heat for niggas creepin' (A oppy)
Roll you up, and now I'm geekin' (Sloppy)
Got yo boo, she in the nude (Body)
Gon do the crew, she in here freakin' (Thottie)
Roll the doja, and get high
Cuz I'm above them bad decisions
Got my toaster, if you try
Look to the sky, just for forgiveness (Don't try it)
Fuck around and close yo eyes
Cuz all my guys'll wack a witness
Give a fuck about them bitches
Put a blicky on a temptress (Put a blickey on a bitch)
These niggas in disguise, want my demise
Why ion open up (Surprised)
Surprised she told them lies, and in my eyes
I can't condone it, uh (Hit the)
Hit the beat, and I just groove
Auto tune, I switch my vocals up (I'm rollin')
I'm rollin' wit my goons, we clutchin' tools
You can't get close enough (One day)
One day we gon be trendin', in them pendants
Talkin' chokers bruh (Spinnin')
Spinnin' through in Benzes, ain't no limit
They gon notice us (They gon notice)
They gon notice
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Writer(s): Keonte Bradley
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