Pulp Fiction

Tell me once, don't tell me twice like how this supposed to go
Tryna send a sucker to the sky to meet the holy ghost
Every time I'm round they streets is empty, who y'all slidin' on
Cause no one from my section has been dying, so who's side you on

I don't know where these niggas from, we never heard of em
How they say they smokin' on my guy, but never murdered him
Brother brought the chop, I brought the slam and we gon' wrestle em
A band up in my hand, that's not enough, not like the rest of em

Really from the mud and all my soldiers, we the best of em
And I don't feel the same without my pole, so I invest in em
Granny says stay safe cause she knows her baby be runnin' roads
Since a snotty-nose, I been feelin' like I'm already grown

Flippin' packs and loads, and had motion inside of plenty loads
Just a double cup of this potion, a pretty penny though
Baby watch that ass, what you doin'? You spillin' Henny, hoe
Free up all my thugs in the system, they sittin' level 4

In these 5% tints, my windows down, want you to see me
Tryna rock out, hope they pop out so I can beam em
None of this is new to me, my city really raised a demon
And I been fuckin' pretty hoes, way before I started singin

So what the fuck these niggas mean
Because with me it don't just sound good
I'm livin' what I speak, this shit is real, it don't just sound hood
Baby popped a pill and wanted cocks, so she went down good

I was hella mad, ain't have no roll ups till I found woods
Aight, listen, I'm tryna come different
Popped a pink 10 with half a Xan, I'm finna start trippin
Sit the fuck down, little bitch, and watch this Pulp Fiction

Sat her in the corner, beat that ass, cause she would not listen
Momma always told me just be good and don't get caught slippin
Sorry momma, baby messed it up and now I'm in the system
Used to wait for miracles that never came, okay, I'm done wishin

Used to wait for miracles that never came, okay, I'm done wishin
Tell me once, don't tell me twice, like how this supposed to go
Tryna send a sucker to the sky to meet the Holy Ghost
Every time I'm around, they streets is empty, who y'all slidin' on

Cause no one from my section has been dyin', so who side you on
How the fuck you Lambo land K, but never slide none
How the fuck y'all posted on that block, we never find none
How the fuck y'all outside with the chops, we never died none

How the fuck y'all outside with the chops, we never died none
How the fuck y'all outside with the chops, we never died none