Lost Files 1

First day inna Raq had to pour up

K2 back fucking shit up wit the numbs, free money boy go get ya dough up

Don't got you a blick then don't show up, I be with killas know they wanna score sum

Pop out you know we gone smoke sum, killas be itchin, so you know we go on more runs

Might jump BnB or the Sonder, blicky on everyman up in the Honda

Lil bro finna call up some thottas, they finna go for that Gucci and Prada

A killer but he ain't a rasta, couldn't ID him so they couldn't spot 'em

He broke, can't be beefin wit me if he wanna, tweak and you know he get tore up

4 nick and it's fuckin his door up, we hit a opp then you know we go rollup

Check us a check we ain't care bout corona, hit up the G and go load up

Got me a hit, watch it blow up

So I cannot slow up

The whip is too sick, so I throw up

We hit ya mans, betta go pick ya bro up

I was just sliding wit Miero but who woulda knew that Sleeze Money would be on your stereo

I was just pushing that striker,

Me, drip, and k2 got the sauce and you **** be federal

Rolly you know its perpetual

VVs wit a beam, I ain't scared of you

Don't think you fit in my schedule, she giving neck, only time that I'm gon be a vegetable

Aye Peezy, man come put a switch on this Glee

We get our choppas for free

If he ain't sliding then he cannot be on the team

B4 pullin up issa green

Talk tough, think he taking the cheese? He must be sippin on lean

He getting put inna mix, he can't get out the ring

When G4 be shootin, he aiming for bean

Fuck it, Mauri go pull onna opp shit

If we up jock then we pop shit

Nobody out what they be on is not shit

They know we keepin the chopstick

Sippin on wock in the cockpit

How you the plug, getting pulled out the socket

Lil bitch, she puerto rican, and she givin me toppy

Hit from the back, she don't want me to stop it

Squak finna touch

So you know we fuckin them bucks up

Lil' folks he off of a perk, so he stuck

Smoking horchata, and mix it wit runtz

Stop poppin the 30s but I need a rush

The scammers I know, they got rich cause of Trump

My **** we up

Corny ass **** be wantin' to lust

We got lights, sights, kits, clips, switch... this ain't the 90s ****...

Take 'em up top know, we finding ****

Lil 4 you know, he a line a ****

Kriss, vecs, we got tecs... ready to fire at ****...

Betta start changing yo timing ****

Real ceo we a sign a ****

First day inna Raq had to pour up

K2 back fucking shit up wit the numbs, free money boy go get ya dough up

Don't got you a blick then don't show up, I be with killas know they wanna score sum

Pop out you know we gone smoke sum, killas be itchin, so you know we go on more runs

Might jump BnB or the Sonder, blicky on everyman up in the Honda

Lil bro finna call up some thottas, they finna go for that Gucci and Prada

A killer but he ain't a rasta, couldn't ID him so they couldn't spot 'em

He broke, can't be beefin wit me if he wanna, tweak and you know he get tore up