Death Sentence
Sayso (ay, ay)
CMO Taj (slide, slide)
Slide shit (ay-ay)
Ay-ay (ay, Contraband!)
Pop on his block, tryna solve a lil' issue (oh, yeah)
The way he got to talking, boy, I thought I had to zip him (oh, yeah)
I ain't talking gymnastics, that chopper gon' flip him (oh, yeah)
Better throw in the towel before shit get official
Step in this bitch with my motherfuckin' niggas (ay-ay)
Let a nigga play, I'm gon' be a grave digger (ay-ay)
Got the heart of a lion, I ain't talking no Simba
Them sliders, they cold and they pop like December (oh, yeah)
Rolling like tires, rock out like guitars (rock out like guitars)
This Glock on my hip, that's a '40 or Taurus (a 40 or Taurus)
Don't play with that boy, he is not one of them
Gettin' to seein' all red, send a nigga to God (send a nigga to God)
Yellow Buesseme, these niggas be actin' like Luigi
This drip that water, this Fiji (oh, yeah)
Cartier lens, boy, y'all niggas can't see me
You can envy all you want, but y'all niggas wanna be me (oh, yeah)
4L the gang 'fasho', ain't no maybe ('fasho', ain't no maybe)
I'm dripping like Rod, know a nigga stay wavy (know nigga stay wavy)
I carry this weight on my shoulder, I'm aching (yeah, gang)
Whatever you need, just come shop like it's Macy's (come shop like it's Macy's)
Bitch got me fucked up, bitch, I'ma slide, baby
Richard Mille on my wrist, what's the time, baby? (Ay-ay)
The Balenciagas, they be blue like the navy
Need to go out to Atlanta, I'm feeling so bravy (ay, Contraband! Ay-ay)
Lay out yo' car before a nigga, get hit up (bah)
Walk down, I ain't driving, nigga, it's a stick up (it's a stick up)
Like a steak, hollows eat a nigga up for dinner (yeah)
Fly state to state, I got them racks in my denim (racks in my denim)
That drako hit wood, it be yellin' out timber
You really ain't plugged, you like Malcolm in the middle (Malcolm in the middle)
This dick on the glizzy, this just ain't no dildo (ain't no dildo)
Feelin' like Roddy, hit or tell the deal (hit or tell deal)
Valley my ride, just parked my car (ay-ay)
If you look in my face, then you might see a star (ay-ay)
Shoot at his tires, don't get your car parked
You can help a nigga finish, but you wasn't there from the start (glah!)
Need some vanears that'll shine through the basement
You talkin' 'bout war, well, I'm ready when you ready (ay-ay)
Deep in my thoughts, in the dark, goin' crazy (ay-ay)
Post up with J, yeah, A. K. A. Slide Baby
These niggas be capping, they ain't got nobody
Want smoke? We gon' push up, shoot at anybody (shoot at anybody)
Let's get a draw-down, have a stand like we popping
Bad bitch on my dick, she gon' lick it like a lolli (lick like lolli)
We spin, take his ass on that ride like a trolley
He ran like he Ricky, got hit with that shotty (baah!)
Shoot this big 40, no maybe, no prolly (no maybe, no prolly)
I be on the move, takin' addy no zombie (takin' addy, no zombie)
Thought I already told you I fly out to Rio (fly out to Rio)
Might end up with stitches, you act like you Leo
Got a death sentence, still go out like Cleo
An opp just went missing, trying to find like Nemo (oh, yeah)
Look in yo' eyes, boy, you not gon' kill (ay-ay)
When I learned 'bout Karma, boy, shit had got real (ay-ay)
People only love when yo' ass gon' get killed (true shit)
Hell nah, I ain't spoon-fed, had to finesse for a meal
I was seein' all them birds when I was out there in Rio
Shit can get hectic, can't fuck with these bitches, these bitches be messy (glah!)
Walk down on a opp with that smith and motherfuckin' Weston (walkdown, slide shit)
If a nigga run up, he get sprayed like graffiti (Sayso)
Veneers in my white teeth, got me smiling so pretty (oh, yeah)
She know I'm too real, she can't never replace me
That bit got my heart turning cold like a glacier (turn it cold like glacier)
Put my trust in this fye, niggas hate, they be fakin'
They pray on my downfall, don't want me to make it
3.5 in the wood for the pain, I can't take it
This shit I went through made me strong, Stormnado (yeah)
Was down, now, I get what I want, now, I' able (now I want now, I'm able)
These niggas some bitches, be sweeter than maple (sweeter than maple)
Fuck all these opps, if they play, I'm gon' get 'em
Like six, some slugs when I hop out that rental (ay, Contraband!)
This chopper, it land, shoot at a opp, an' you know that he motherfuckin' ran (ay-ay)
Niggas Nintendo, these niggas be playin'
Watch 'em just watch, like a motherfuckin' fan (ay-ay)
I just be slidin' with them dead voices in my pocket
That be them motherfuckin' bands (them dead voices)
Fuck all that demon talk, let's trip to satanic land
I got that Glock in my hand
Let's hype this bitch up, and let's take us trip (let's take us a trip)
And let's hype up this bitch, blast off like a ship (ship)
All love, all love
I got some love for my gang (4L)
Got trust, got trust
I got some trust in my gang (trust in my gang, 4L)
What's up, what's up?
Niggas talk tough, you get tapped in yo' brain (that's on gates)
What's up, what's up?
Niggas talk tough, you get tapped in yo' brain (on my motherfuckin' brother)
He ain't stick to the code, he turned rat master splinter (master splinter)
I gotta stay solid 'cause this how we living (4L)
It's rules to this shit, 'cause we come from the trenches
Just me and my niggas came up, never switching
Pop on his block, tryna solve a lil' issue
The way he got to talking, boy, I thought I had to zip him (oh, yeah)
I ain't talking gymnastics, that chopper gon' flip him (oh, yeah)
Better throw in the towel before shit get official
Step in this bitch with my motherfuckin' niggas (oh yeah)
Let a nigga play, I'm gon' be a grave digger (aye ayee)
Got the heart of a lion, I ain't talking no Simba
Them sliders, they cold and they pop like December (oh, yeah)
I swear that I'm 'bout it, I swear that I'm with it (with it)
I got some niggas, they come through yo' city (city)
They post up them drakos and them motherfuckin' 50s (50s)
They pull up them glocks and extensions
Talk like you with it, I don't think that you with it (think that you with it)
Leavin' that period blood, man, these niggas be bitches (bitches)
I get off them drugs and a nigga get to twitchin'
Me and CMO tryin' come from the rags to riches (ay-ay)
This life had to build and burn me some bridges (4L)
4L locked in it, ain't no position (oh, yeah)
He talk like he with it, I don't think that he with it (oh, yeah)
My sliders be with me, no question, who switching? (Oh yeah)
Dodgin' the hate, stay away from the venom
Hear these boys' lyrics, I really don't feel 'em (ay-ay)
Can't match with these niggas, this shit is not Tinder (ay-ay)
Fuck all that mixing, this shit ain't no Blender
Pop on his block, tryna solve a lil' issue (oh, yeah)
The way he got to talking, boy, I thought I had to zip him (oh, yeah)
I ain't talking gymnastics, that chopper gon' flip him (oh, yeah)
Better throw in the towel before shit get official (oh, yeah)
Step in this bitch with my motherfuckin' niggas (ay-ay)
Let a nigga play, I'm gon' be a grave digger (oh, yeah)
Got the heart of a lion, I ain't talking no Simba
Them sliders, they cold and they pop like December (ay-ay!)
Slide shit, Sayso, CMO
CMO Taj (slide, slide)
Slide shit (ay-ay)
Ay-ay (ay, Contraband!)
Pop on his block, tryna solve a lil' issue (oh, yeah)
The way he got to talking, boy, I thought I had to zip him (oh, yeah)
I ain't talking gymnastics, that chopper gon' flip him (oh, yeah)
Better throw in the towel before shit get official
Step in this bitch with my motherfuckin' niggas (ay-ay)
Let a nigga play, I'm gon' be a grave digger (ay-ay)
Got the heart of a lion, I ain't talking no Simba
Them sliders, they cold and they pop like December (oh, yeah)
Rolling like tires, rock out like guitars (rock out like guitars)
This Glock on my hip, that's a '40 or Taurus (a 40 or Taurus)
Don't play with that boy, he is not one of them
Gettin' to seein' all red, send a nigga to God (send a nigga to God)
Yellow Buesseme, these niggas be actin' like Luigi
This drip that water, this Fiji (oh, yeah)
Cartier lens, boy, y'all niggas can't see me
You can envy all you want, but y'all niggas wanna be me (oh, yeah)
4L the gang 'fasho', ain't no maybe ('fasho', ain't no maybe)
I'm dripping like Rod, know a nigga stay wavy (know nigga stay wavy)
I carry this weight on my shoulder, I'm aching (yeah, gang)
Whatever you need, just come shop like it's Macy's (come shop like it's Macy's)
Bitch got me fucked up, bitch, I'ma slide, baby
Richard Mille on my wrist, what's the time, baby? (Ay-ay)
The Balenciagas, they be blue like the navy
Need to go out to Atlanta, I'm feeling so bravy (ay, Contraband! Ay-ay)
Lay out yo' car before a nigga, get hit up (bah)
Walk down, I ain't driving, nigga, it's a stick up (it's a stick up)
Like a steak, hollows eat a nigga up for dinner (yeah)
Fly state to state, I got them racks in my denim (racks in my denim)
That drako hit wood, it be yellin' out timber
You really ain't plugged, you like Malcolm in the middle (Malcolm in the middle)
This dick on the glizzy, this just ain't no dildo (ain't no dildo)
Feelin' like Roddy, hit or tell the deal (hit or tell deal)
Valley my ride, just parked my car (ay-ay)
If you look in my face, then you might see a star (ay-ay)
Shoot at his tires, don't get your car parked
You can help a nigga finish, but you wasn't there from the start (glah!)
Need some vanears that'll shine through the basement
You talkin' 'bout war, well, I'm ready when you ready (ay-ay)
Deep in my thoughts, in the dark, goin' crazy (ay-ay)
Post up with J, yeah, A. K. A. Slide Baby
These niggas be capping, they ain't got nobody
Want smoke? We gon' push up, shoot at anybody (shoot at anybody)
Let's get a draw-down, have a stand like we popping
Bad bitch on my dick, she gon' lick it like a lolli (lick like lolli)
We spin, take his ass on that ride like a trolley
He ran like he Ricky, got hit with that shotty (baah!)
Shoot this big 40, no maybe, no prolly (no maybe, no prolly)
I be on the move, takin' addy no zombie (takin' addy, no zombie)
Thought I already told you I fly out to Rio (fly out to Rio)
Might end up with stitches, you act like you Leo
Got a death sentence, still go out like Cleo
An opp just went missing, trying to find like Nemo (oh, yeah)
Look in yo' eyes, boy, you not gon' kill (ay-ay)
When I learned 'bout Karma, boy, shit had got real (ay-ay)
People only love when yo' ass gon' get killed (true shit)
Hell nah, I ain't spoon-fed, had to finesse for a meal
I was seein' all them birds when I was out there in Rio
Shit can get hectic, can't fuck with these bitches, these bitches be messy (glah!)
Walk down on a opp with that smith and motherfuckin' Weston (walkdown, slide shit)
If a nigga run up, he get sprayed like graffiti (Sayso)
Veneers in my white teeth, got me smiling so pretty (oh, yeah)
She know I'm too real, she can't never replace me
That bit got my heart turning cold like a glacier (turn it cold like glacier)
Put my trust in this fye, niggas hate, they be fakin'
They pray on my downfall, don't want me to make it
3.5 in the wood for the pain, I can't take it
This shit I went through made me strong, Stormnado (yeah)
Was down, now, I get what I want, now, I' able (now I want now, I'm able)
These niggas some bitches, be sweeter than maple (sweeter than maple)
Fuck all these opps, if they play, I'm gon' get 'em
Like six, some slugs when I hop out that rental (ay, Contraband!)
This chopper, it land, shoot at a opp, an' you know that he motherfuckin' ran (ay-ay)
Niggas Nintendo, these niggas be playin'
Watch 'em just watch, like a motherfuckin' fan (ay-ay)
I just be slidin' with them dead voices in my pocket
That be them motherfuckin' bands (them dead voices)
Fuck all that demon talk, let's trip to satanic land
I got that Glock in my hand
Let's hype this bitch up, and let's take us trip (let's take us a trip)
And let's hype up this bitch, blast off like a ship (ship)
All love, all love
I got some love for my gang (4L)
Got trust, got trust
I got some trust in my gang (trust in my gang, 4L)
What's up, what's up?
Niggas talk tough, you get tapped in yo' brain (that's on gates)
What's up, what's up?
Niggas talk tough, you get tapped in yo' brain (on my motherfuckin' brother)
He ain't stick to the code, he turned rat master splinter (master splinter)
I gotta stay solid 'cause this how we living (4L)
It's rules to this shit, 'cause we come from the trenches
Just me and my niggas came up, never switching
Pop on his block, tryna solve a lil' issue
The way he got to talking, boy, I thought I had to zip him (oh, yeah)
I ain't talking gymnastics, that chopper gon' flip him (oh, yeah)
Better throw in the towel before shit get official
Step in this bitch with my motherfuckin' niggas (oh yeah)
Let a nigga play, I'm gon' be a grave digger (aye ayee)
Got the heart of a lion, I ain't talking no Simba
Them sliders, they cold and they pop like December (oh, yeah)
I swear that I'm 'bout it, I swear that I'm with it (with it)
I got some niggas, they come through yo' city (city)
They post up them drakos and them motherfuckin' 50s (50s)
They pull up them glocks and extensions
Talk like you with it, I don't think that you with it (think that you with it)
Leavin' that period blood, man, these niggas be bitches (bitches)
I get off them drugs and a nigga get to twitchin'
Me and CMO tryin' come from the rags to riches (ay-ay)
This life had to build and burn me some bridges (4L)
4L locked in it, ain't no position (oh, yeah)
He talk like he with it, I don't think that he with it (oh, yeah)
My sliders be with me, no question, who switching? (Oh yeah)
Dodgin' the hate, stay away from the venom
Hear these boys' lyrics, I really don't feel 'em (ay-ay)
Can't match with these niggas, this shit is not Tinder (ay-ay)
Fuck all that mixing, this shit ain't no Blender
Pop on his block, tryna solve a lil' issue (oh, yeah)
The way he got to talking, boy, I thought I had to zip him (oh, yeah)
I ain't talking gymnastics, that chopper gon' flip him (oh, yeah)
Better throw in the towel before shit get official (oh, yeah)
Step in this bitch with my motherfuckin' niggas (ay-ay)
Let a nigga play, I'm gon' be a grave digger (oh, yeah)
Got the heart of a lion, I ain't talking no Simba
Them sliders, they cold and they pop like December (ay-ay!)
Slide shit, Sayso, CMO
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