March Madness
Let a nigga have it
Semi-automatic
Type to rob your homie dice game, we ain't givin' no passes
Ghost gun with a thirty stick, your shit be jammin'
How the fuck is that your bitch and I'm beatin' her back in?
Fuck the politics (The politics)
Who really gone slide?
Dead niggas all up in this wood, the smoke in my eyes
Every time I walked up, I bet somebody died
All them dead folks you be postin', why nobody slide?
Shit a couple niggas said they gone kill me but never did nothin'
Four-five-nine hollow-tips, bitch i'm totin' big guns
Why the fuck is you subbin' me on the gram?
Come and spin somethin' (Come kill me)
Niggas cappin' for the internet, they never killed nothin'
Do a nigga grimey, fuck 'em, bitch i'm a do 'em cold (Uh-Huh)
Bitch niggas always want to pop it like I don't tote pole
Gas a nigga, passin' 'em bullets like i'm Patrick Mahomes
Love to hear the forty go boom when it rip through his bones
A couple niggas-
Aight
A couple niggas dissed me in they songs and ended up missin'
Let me catch a opp nigga lackin' and i'm a get to trippin'
Hollows rippin' through a nigga flesh if niggas get to snitchin'
Politicin', niggas really bitches, they ain't solid niggas
Why the fuck is you sayin' it in your songs
If you don't got a Smithin'
Robbin' niggas, run up in the house bitch I be flockin' niggas
Walk a nigga down and run 'em over, I ain't stoppin' nigga
Crash hit the alley, get to trippin', i'm bussin on somethin'
Niggas got no rank in they hood, 'cause they never did nothin'
Brody said he fuckin' on my bitch, and I said "which one?"
Nigga said he slid and let off shots but he ain't hit nothin'
Weird nigga
Let a nigga have it
Semi-automatic
Type to rob your homie dice game, we ain't givin' no passes
Ghost gun with a thirty stick, your shit be jammin'
How the fuck is that your bitch and I'm beatin' her back in?
Fuck the politics (The politics)
Who really gone slide?
Dead niggas all up in this wood, the smoke in my eyes
Every time I walked up, I bet somebody died
All them dead folks you be postin', why nobody slide?
(Slide)
Semi-automatic
Type to rob your homie dice game, we ain't givin' no passes
Ghost gun with a thirty stick, your shit be jammin'
How the fuck is that your bitch and I'm beatin' her back in?
Fuck the politics (The politics)
Who really gone slide?
Dead niggas all up in this wood, the smoke in my eyes
Every time I walked up, I bet somebody died
All them dead folks you be postin', why nobody slide?
Shit a couple niggas said they gone kill me but never did nothin'
Four-five-nine hollow-tips, bitch i'm totin' big guns
Why the fuck is you subbin' me on the gram?
Come and spin somethin' (Come kill me)
Niggas cappin' for the internet, they never killed nothin'
Do a nigga grimey, fuck 'em, bitch i'm a do 'em cold (Uh-Huh)
Bitch niggas always want to pop it like I don't tote pole
Gas a nigga, passin' 'em bullets like i'm Patrick Mahomes
Love to hear the forty go boom when it rip through his bones
A couple niggas-
Aight
A couple niggas dissed me in they songs and ended up missin'
Let me catch a opp nigga lackin' and i'm a get to trippin'
Hollows rippin' through a nigga flesh if niggas get to snitchin'
Politicin', niggas really bitches, they ain't solid niggas
Why the fuck is you sayin' it in your songs
If you don't got a Smithin'
Robbin' niggas, run up in the house bitch I be flockin' niggas
Walk a nigga down and run 'em over, I ain't stoppin' nigga
Crash hit the alley, get to trippin', i'm bussin on somethin'
Niggas got no rank in they hood, 'cause they never did nothin'
Brody said he fuckin' on my bitch, and I said "which one?"
Nigga said he slid and let off shots but he ain't hit nothin'
Weird nigga
Let a nigga have it
Semi-automatic
Type to rob your homie dice game, we ain't givin' no passes
Ghost gun with a thirty stick, your shit be jammin'
How the fuck is that your bitch and I'm beatin' her back in?
Fuck the politics (The politics)
Who really gone slide?
Dead niggas all up in this wood, the smoke in my eyes
Every time I walked up, I bet somebody died
All them dead folks you be postin', why nobody slide?
(Slide)
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Writer(s): Darrin Jermaine Labriel, Kamoni Parker
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