'Frontline
(Ay DJ B, you shot stuff)
(Oh, Okay Slim)
Yeah
Look
Bought me a watch like I need time (Gang)
Niggas act like they from the South side
But on my side there ain't no time
Niggas die like they in the Frontline (Yeah)
Claim you killing but I know that's all lies (All lies)
Niggas choosing and picking the wrong side
I'm so lit that I started a wildfire
Stand down or get caught in the crossfire
See I'm driving a ghost or a phantom (Gang)
When I drop the roof, she threw a tantrum
Niggas act tuff all apon the net (Yep)
While they sitting in there in their momma's basement
(Damn)
She getting ugly the more I blink
Calling me toxic while she on her knees
That's the typa shit that so funny to me
Wishing he would we gon top of his tree (Yeah)
From the backstreets so I throw it up
Haters sick on my drip so they throwing up
They think that I'm dumb but I know enough
So I'm living my life cuz i had it rough
Niggas so fake, tryna set me up
Broke nigga you should get your money up
I was the bottom, they ain't show me love
Now I throw what I love in a double cup
And That's Real
Leave your ass in the dirt when you talking that shit
I'm so lit that I started a moss pit
Niggas dying for tryna take my shit
(My shit)
Should've known that I stay with it on my hip
And she liking the way that I walk, talk, sing
Yeah yeah yeah
The way that I do my things
Married the game and I'm running it up
And I don't even need a wedding ring
Bought me a watch like I need time
Niggas act like they from the South side
But on my side there ain't no time (Gang)
Niggas die like they in the frontline
Claim you killing but I know that's all lies
Niggas choosing and picking the wrong side (Yeah, yeah)
I'm so lit that I started a wildfire
Stand down or get caught in the crossfire
See I'm driving a ghost or a phantom
Gang
When I drop the roof, she threw a tantrum
Niggas act tuff all apon the net
While they sitting in there in their momma's basement (Look)
She getting ugly the more I blink
Calling me toxic while she on her knees
That's the typa shit that so funny to me
Wishing he would we gon top of his tree
Damn
Gang Shit
Yeah
(Oh, Okay Slim)
Yeah
Look
Bought me a watch like I need time (Gang)
Niggas act like they from the South side
But on my side there ain't no time
Niggas die like they in the Frontline (Yeah)
Claim you killing but I know that's all lies (All lies)
Niggas choosing and picking the wrong side
I'm so lit that I started a wildfire
Stand down or get caught in the crossfire
See I'm driving a ghost or a phantom (Gang)
When I drop the roof, she threw a tantrum
Niggas act tuff all apon the net (Yep)
While they sitting in there in their momma's basement
(Damn)
She getting ugly the more I blink
Calling me toxic while she on her knees
That's the typa shit that so funny to me
Wishing he would we gon top of his tree (Yeah)
From the backstreets so I throw it up
Haters sick on my drip so they throwing up
They think that I'm dumb but I know enough
So I'm living my life cuz i had it rough
Niggas so fake, tryna set me up
Broke nigga you should get your money up
I was the bottom, they ain't show me love
Now I throw what I love in a double cup
And That's Real
Leave your ass in the dirt when you talking that shit
I'm so lit that I started a moss pit
Niggas dying for tryna take my shit
(My shit)
Should've known that I stay with it on my hip
And she liking the way that I walk, talk, sing
Yeah yeah yeah
The way that I do my things
Married the game and I'm running it up
And I don't even need a wedding ring
Bought me a watch like I need time
Niggas act like they from the South side
But on my side there ain't no time (Gang)
Niggas die like they in the frontline
Claim you killing but I know that's all lies
Niggas choosing and picking the wrong side (Yeah, yeah)
I'm so lit that I started a wildfire
Stand down or get caught in the crossfire
See I'm driving a ghost or a phantom
Gang
When I drop the roof, she threw a tantrum
Niggas act tuff all apon the net
While they sitting in there in their momma's basement (Look)
She getting ugly the more I blink
Calling me toxic while she on her knees
That's the typa shit that so funny to me
Wishing he would we gon top of his tree
Damn
Gang Shit
Yeah
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