Aint Hiding

Say Joe, turn me up bitch
It's Dumb

Go tell that nigga Ian hiding, I'll send a opp bitch to the sky
Tell that nigga test his luck, that nigga try then he gone die
Niggas diss but not outside, bitch I'm tryna make you fly
You gone be a dead pigeon if he ever try to slide

I got my mask it's broad day, I go swerving where he stay
So many shots ripped through his shit, yea I know it's doa
Yea you can run, yea do the race
But you can't hide I eat yo face
Big ole shark up in the waters, you can't swim get out my way

I kick the bitch up out my home, yea you bad but you can't stay
Bitch I'm tryna catch a play, run up them bands, put it in they face
Ian never had shit, so bitch you bet not fucking play
I up the cutter now he erased, I did that bad but it's okay

Nigga shot up my old house, I woke up like where my K
Bitch I'm tryna send one up, put him right there in the grave
He tried to run but it's to late, this like a maze you can't escape
You gone meet a early grave, I bring them choppas where you lay

Bitch I'm posted in that back, you need to come a get a pack
Smoking all these dead niggas, Ian gone lie this shit here thrax
Leland town that's where I'm at, catching plays and clutching straps
Nigga come to where I'm at, then imma lay that nigga back

Bookoo K's and Bookoo Switches, bitch you bout to get yo issue
All that stunting for that gram, knowing damn well you ain't with it
And this for that nigga khi, bitch you knowing that Imma getchu
Ian gone lie you did that bad, but when I catch you that's yo ass

Run him down like fuck a mask, bitch I'm tryna leave you assed
Nigga better have they shit together, when I see you imma dump the mag
Out my mind bitch imma flash, all they say I did that bad
Like fuck a case, bitch imma crash

These niggas rolling off them perks, cock it back you hear that burst
Five Five Sixes ripping through yo shit, this ain't no fucking nerf
You niggas scared well go to church, I'm like the devil but I'm worst
Niggas need to close they mouth, why, cause all they do is chirp

Out my mind bitch I'm insane, bitch I'm tryna touch yo brain
Niggas telling on they own potnas, Ian lying that shit a shame
I touch that money I won't change Forever standing with my gang
No switching up cause that's my manes, on gang

Bitch I got my fucking strap, I up that bitch he bet not play
He talking tough he meet my K, I walk him down and eat face
When I touch down, run up that bag Nigga know I'm jugging bad
Nigga know I'm catching plays, get all my money I'm moving fast

Yea nigga know what up big Two K Trey shit
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