Lyrics

Shit I ain't no killa', I ain't no big steppa
I ain't no gangsta', I don't sneak diss no ****
Shit I'm just myself
Somebody wanna find out who I am they can find out, fuck it
Aye, cut his ass like surgery
Quick it's an emergency
Turn his white tee burgundy
Watch how you refer to me
Bitch I feel intoxicated
Rollin' off a perc or 3
Bro gon' slide & burn his ass
They might give him 3rd degree
Check my wrist this AP
Know these **** hate me
'Cause they know they ain't me
Ballin' like I'm KP
Should I fuck with Stacy
Should I fuck with Macy
Should I fuck with Katie
Fuck them bitches pay me
762 in the mag, it's a choppa ****
One up top it's in the head, in my glocky ****
Wake up right up out the bed, to some guala ****
Should I grab the 9 instead, I got options ****
Hold up he got blicky yea
Fuck it I got 50 yea
She gon' give me quickie yea
Go home if you tipsy yea
12 gon' try to stick me yea
They know I got sticky yea
Shit finna get icky yea
Gangnem rollin' with me yea
Runnin' with this glock on me, bitch you know we toting shit
30's ain't no stock on me, run up we gon' fold his shit
I keep all this guap on me, all these **** broke as shit
Stay up out them streets lil ****, know them streets be cold as shit
He ain't bro he'll fold on me
Boy you must joking me
Who is you supposed to be
Mad cause he ain't cold as me
Remember when they told on me
Know I keep a pole with me
You won't find no hoe in me
Mad cause she was throatin' me
Aye, cut his ass like surgery
Quick it's an emergency
Turn his white tee burgundy
Watch how you refer to me
Bitch I feel intoxicated
Rolling off a perc or 3
Bro gon' slide & burn his ass
They might give him 3rd degree
Check my wrist this AP
Know these **** hate me
'Cause they know they ain't me
Ballin' like I'm KP
Should I fuck with Stacy
Should I fuck with Macy
Should I fuck with Katie
Fuck them bitches pay me
Written by: Joseph J Kroger
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