On My Gat
Riding through my city counting hundreds in these fifties ain't nobody fucking with me
and I put that on my gat
Ain't walking in no club unless I get in with my strap
Ain't dapping up a nigga who associate with rats
Would never trust a bitch that I know would fuck for a bag
Cause them the type of hoes that would set you up in a trap
They dropping their location now the opps know where you at
My nigga these are facts and I put that on my gat
Cut off my old bitch cause I couldn't trust her for shit
Knew she was stealing grams imagine if I had a whole brick
Now a nigga too lit some can't even walk where I spit
It was destined to be in other words it's destiny be
I'm rocking Gucci signs where the Nike check used to be
If you need something exotic you can get it from me
But be discreet park down the street and then we can meet
But don't be trying nothing funny cause I'm strapped with the heat
I won't even speak just pow now your ass on a Tee
Family crying mourning talking how could this happen to me
Not knowing you a dirt bag in the streets
Technical foul look at me I'm getting technical now
Don't disrespect when you getting them pounds
I'm big dog I'll shut this shit down
I fed niggas took losses and then handled debts
Give me respect I'll take that chain off your neck
And if you ever try to slide make sure you're aiming correct
Pussy
Riding through my city counting hundreds in these fifties ain't nobody fucking with me
and I put that on my gat
Ain't walking in no club unless I get in with my strap
Ain't dapping up a nigga who associate with rats
Would never trust a bitch that I know would fuck for a bag
Cause them the type of hoes that would set you up in a trap
They dropping their location now the opps know where you at
My nigga these are facts and I put that on my gat
If can't get into the club with a snub it's a no go
I got niggas turn hitters and for me they'll go loco
It's purple on my logo
And you can check the tag
I got different sets that ride for me as if I bang they flag
I spread bands across the dash
Sic them hounds up on your ass
This is me talking that boss talk cause nigga I'm bout cash
If you broke you can't beef with me my nigga that's a fact
How I look putting up a bag to get your broke ass whack
Boy there's levels and compared to me you're way behind schedule
Had to find my own lane hit the gas and never settled
Rockstar with my lifestyle cause all this heavy metal
Pick a clip to hit you with I just let you know I got several
I came a long way from them hard ways trapping
Deuce deuce in my jacket all while I was rapping
Just waiting on the next play to come through the back end
Me and cuz switching off we had k ave on smash then nigga
Riding through my city counting hundreds of these fifties ain't nobody fucking with me
and I put that on my gat
Ain't walking in no club unless I get in with my strap
Ain't dapping up a nigga who associate with rats
Would never trust a bitch that I know would fuck for a bag
Cause them the type of hoes that would set you up in a trap
They dropping their location, now the opps know where you at
My nigga these are facts and I put that on my gat
and I put that on my gat
Ain't walking in no club unless I get in with my strap
Ain't dapping up a nigga who associate with rats
Would never trust a bitch that I know would fuck for a bag
Cause them the type of hoes that would set you up in a trap
They dropping their location now the opps know where you at
My nigga these are facts and I put that on my gat
Cut off my old bitch cause I couldn't trust her for shit
Knew she was stealing grams imagine if I had a whole brick
Now a nigga too lit some can't even walk where I spit
It was destined to be in other words it's destiny be
I'm rocking Gucci signs where the Nike check used to be
If you need something exotic you can get it from me
But be discreet park down the street and then we can meet
But don't be trying nothing funny cause I'm strapped with the heat
I won't even speak just pow now your ass on a Tee
Family crying mourning talking how could this happen to me
Not knowing you a dirt bag in the streets
Technical foul look at me I'm getting technical now
Don't disrespect when you getting them pounds
I'm big dog I'll shut this shit down
I fed niggas took losses and then handled debts
Give me respect I'll take that chain off your neck
And if you ever try to slide make sure you're aiming correct
Pussy
Riding through my city counting hundreds in these fifties ain't nobody fucking with me
and I put that on my gat
Ain't walking in no club unless I get in with my strap
Ain't dapping up a nigga who associate with rats
Would never trust a bitch that I know would fuck for a bag
Cause them the type of hoes that would set you up in a trap
They dropping their location now the opps know where you at
My nigga these are facts and I put that on my gat
If can't get into the club with a snub it's a no go
I got niggas turn hitters and for me they'll go loco
It's purple on my logo
And you can check the tag
I got different sets that ride for me as if I bang they flag
I spread bands across the dash
Sic them hounds up on your ass
This is me talking that boss talk cause nigga I'm bout cash
If you broke you can't beef with me my nigga that's a fact
How I look putting up a bag to get your broke ass whack
Boy there's levels and compared to me you're way behind schedule
Had to find my own lane hit the gas and never settled
Rockstar with my lifestyle cause all this heavy metal
Pick a clip to hit you with I just let you know I got several
I came a long way from them hard ways trapping
Deuce deuce in my jacket all while I was rapping
Just waiting on the next play to come through the back end
Me and cuz switching off we had k ave on smash then nigga
Riding through my city counting hundreds of these fifties ain't nobody fucking with me
and I put that on my gat
Ain't walking in no club unless I get in with my strap
Ain't dapping up a nigga who associate with rats
Would never trust a bitch that I know would fuck for a bag
Cause them the type of hoes that would set you up in a trap
They dropping their location, now the opps know where you at
My nigga these are facts and I put that on my gat
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Writer(s): Terrance Torres
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