Shell Tight

(Ayo, French, you engineered this?)
(I'm that-, I'm that-, I'm that-, I'm that-, I'm that-)
(Dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude)

That's what you're screamin' when them shells hit you (shells hit you)
For the love of God, better hope he there with you (there with you)
Niggas out here sad and broke, that's the real issue (real issue)
But now is not the time for me to deal with you (deal with you)

Fresh J's on me, it's a regular day
On my '93 shit, yeah, we paving the way
They hatin' the way that I made an escape
Long live Mac Mill', one of the greatest to date, you know (you know)

Came through sippin', wood grain grippin'
Worried 'bout a pussy, but I sent her on a mission
You tell her we alike, but she knowin' that we different
You keep her throwin' dirt, but that's why she keep diggin'
I been on my chill, niggas wanna stop livin'
Bitch, I'm in and out like a robbery, you get it
One thing I know, I ain't tryna go to prison
But I'd rather my kids come visit a nigga livin'

So it's back to the block, got my Glock in my pants
Got a nice 16- for whoever be tryna dance
Stop lyin' to the streets, niggas never was my mans
Could be out here huntin' niggas, but know I got bigger plans

That's big fish fry, I never really whip rock
Do it for the streets, you'll never hear me on TikTok
And do I trick? Nah, I leave it up to them guys
And if a nigga ain't got no money, my bitch get dry (dry)
I been through way too much, you can't offend I (offend I)
Plus I'm knowin' one true self, you tryna get by (get by)
I don't hang around with niggas, just tryna get high (get high)
And if I lift the doors on this bitch, I bet the whip fly (fly)

I'm a fat nigga for real, pockets are tip-top (top)
Nigga's been lyin' for years, sayin' it's his block
Not knowin' I'm the only reason niggas jackin' his bop (bop)
Guess that's how it is when we poppin', and your clique not (not)

You expect me to give you half, you throw less than you takin'
Can't even get half of the equator, the land keep breakin'
Everybody claimin' this money make the world go round
So broke niggas the first to front for the new girls in town (girls in town)
Block was like a Mobb Deep album, we all brought havoc
Punchin' like TVs in the 90s, they did not want static
Go-got them singin' on the Edge like Jagged
This Playboy need carrots, I already got the grass and the rabbits

And the streets tweetin', talkin' like parrots
5-1-6, we the baddest, and I'm here to keep status
Proof is in puttin', they scary and spooky lookin'
Like, let me out, Cuba Gooding
We really "boyz n the hood", y'all just boys in hoodies
Let me DM my ex, she know I'm a bad boy
She wanted to rock a fella, ain't no seein' Pastor Troy
Her man's got crisscross
We leave 'em as lost boys, it's no biggie
I'll keep the faith until it's crossroads

Who the hottest? Fuck it, who ask it better?
I'm like a jacket and sweater in front of a oven with plastic letters
If she mine, I'ma feed her so that ass get heavy
I'ma need you to back it up like I crashed a Chevy
She wanna give me head, and her homies wanna shoot headies
I ain't got no time to lose, so you know which one I choose
First, I bust a couple moves, then I put her in groove
She peeled her clothes like a banana, and her pudding is smooth
I'm that dude (dude, dude, dude)

That's what you're screamin' when them shells hit you (less than you takin')
For the love of God, better hope he there with you (the leg keep breakin')
Niggas out here sad and broke, that's the real issue (that's money maker)
But now is not the time for me to deal with you (I'm that dude)
That's what you're screamin' when them shells hit you (less than you takin')
For the love of God, better hope he there with you (the leg keep breakin')
Niggas out here sad and broke, that's the real issue (that's money maker)
But now is not the time for me to deal with you
(I'm that dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude)

(That's what you're screamin' when them shells hit you)
(For the love of God, better hope he there with you)
(Niggas out here sad and broke, that's the real issue)
(But now is not the time for me to deal with you)



Credits
Writer(s): Rahsheed Bullen
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