1053 Bidnezz

Big sticky
Gang
Ten fifty three business nigga
I stand on that

Pull up to the trap, you know we havin' this shit sold up
We ain't rollin' up no opps, you know they gettin' they ass poured up
Nigga want some smoke with gang, pull up on them, let it bang
Niggas movin' funny since I got money on my fuckin' brain

Nigga want some smoke, we pull up late night and solve that
We don't give no fuck about these hoes, they get no call back
When it's time to go up on that lick, you dress in all black
Big sticky on that bullshit, that boy ain't goin' for none of that

Nah, yeah that boy ain't goin' for none of that
Spin his block, double back, this Drake it got two drums attached
Life just like a gamble, you one two three, or you four five six
Youngest poppin' out the cut with sticks, if you go against

Big sticky, might just slime you out your shit, then go fuck your bitch
And if a nigga ever drop a diss, we attach the switch
We ain't the type to talk up on the net, send shots to his neck
And fuck it his lil' buddy talkin' crazy, we gon' get him next

It always be the loudest in the room, the first to get stretched
And yeah he might be gangster to them hoes, but he a bitch to us
Niggas postin' guns up on the gram like when you came gangster
Remember days these hoes ain't want to fuck, now they like, hey stranger

Nigga tried to go against the gang, put his life in danger
Young niggas slide back to back, they some fucking swingers
And when we slide it ain't no comin' back, this shit ain't GTA
Young Rich inside the cut a scary sight, cause he can't wait to spray

He pulled up on the backstreet acting gangster, he ain't get away
You better not ever think this shit here sweet, you better play it safe
Spent a ten on this fit fuck up the extra after you fill the safe
Walked down on that pussy ass boy, ten fifty three way, nigga, gang

Backstreet shit, nigga



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