Lyrics

Huh, uh, gang
Huh, it's Lil Brando in this, yeah
Ay, ay
Don't lead her on, she like, "Boy, you better not leave me alone"
This bitch hella freaky, she get down on knees and eat the bone
I feel like Sheck, I'm finna hit the West and really beat the road
I was 15-ed up in hella G's, already seen a bug
Ain't have food in the kitchen, fit my stomach up with pizza rolls
Now I could cook a pizza in my pocket, I keep cheesing dough
The type to hear your bitch playing my song, then you beat your ho
**** played, and I'm gon' introduce you, you gon' meet the pole
I feel like Wick, when I do the dash, bitch, I'm getting away
Hella guns up in this whip, I said we can't go down the date
I told bro, I'm a match of foe, so we gon' pour an eight
I might be ready, bitch, I got the will if we go on the chase
It's in my DNA, a **** played and he gon' lay
Smoke a lot, boas with 20 dollars, told him, "Keep the change"
Text my phone about a trade, which one I want, the Glock or Drac'
It's 34 to 3.5, I just made a **** cop a A-phone gang
I ain't finna rap beef, man, these **** ain't no competition
Fuck the class, I was writing bars up in my composition
And we gon' slide, I bet a **** die like why my opps go missing
Look me in my eyes, bitch, don't walk past, I know you feel that fuckin' tension, gang
You talk a lot like we won't slide, pull up right now, we could lean
Can't get away, don't run, just hide, 'cause we at both ends of the street
You pop shit up, you lost your rank when you done told we cannot beat
Ain't doing two mans with Lil Brando no more, my bitch like to tweet
Don't fake shit for nobody, gotta know this shit and me
This **** scared the thing we gon' spin his block again, he cannot sleep
Free my wick, he known for clappin' shit, might send shots through your Jeep
He ain't never get caught in a high speed, pass KG to keep
Hey, it's nice to meet ya, not your average Joe
I'm Tortho Bose, let me come be a teacher
Step back like I'm Hardin', dump this bitch just like I'm Trevor Reason
Cheese on top his head and get him boxed, now he a human pizza
Ran off with a bag, then he got shot, you die for stealing reefer
Look, I feel like Mark can't leave without my Nia
Oh, nah, I mean my Nina
You said, "B, you know my chop' too big, you can duck this either"
Don't ask me 'bout no bitch 'cause I like John, ****, I ain't seen her
I'm like bro man from the fifth floor with this tool reach, I teach her
If I was Tony, I want Pam, go and fuck on Gina
Call up Suki, tryna get back for that one shit, what's the word?
Like the slot, shoot I said, hit the block bitch, we ain't from the 'burbs
Find out about the shit I do, don't give a fuck about what you heard
Reminiscing about them killings, fingers twitching is my nerves
Get them in and get them gone, I'm a real businessman
They let me starve, I kill for ****, I can't split my dividends
I can't crash about no ho, I'm only tender about my brain
It's when his Drake can't hit his face, that's just for dissing on my man
Go to the repast, clap his mom, just for chilling with his friends
And I ain't lying, if he play, he lay, he dying
No, he's thanks, so I'll fish fry him
In the mirrors, who behind him?
If they ain't moving how we moving, bust his right, then you stop driving
I'ma hop out, blow this bitch, and leave his brains all where his thighs is, ****
Ah, ah, ah, he was crying
I'm about to blow the front five and watch this bitch go through high lead
Got caught pissing outside, that was the same shit that left how I did
Bitch, I'm in the same mix, you see the guys in
No tent, I'll bail out the same whip, you see the guys in
I'm in the kitchen, fucking with the pant, unk left for frying
Get back, I must come with me, duck, duck, goose, we'll flush the city
Fuck around, walk, furbend, then turn around, clap for the ears
This bitch look like a swerve, who bought this bitch in here, she hideous
Cock it back, it ain't right where his nerves is, it's hit or miss
I've been on that block, them **** say they act, taking a piss
Uh, I like walkie, bitch, I'm cocky, fuck that bougie shit
Uh, we drink Waki, we buy concept for these bougie bitches
Uh, toting clockies, that shit had me locked in juvie sittin'
Uh, popping Perkies, that shit had my pockets disappear
Girl, I'm toting the largest, uh, what's on this head or target?
Bitch, I'm starving like I'm Marvin, I need everything I came to get
Hit a **** in this shit, the first time I aimed a blade
I ain't no bitch, no cap, I pull the bitch, move first, I stained a bitch
**** bought some chains around me, which one should I get?
I ain't gon' lie, I stay surrounded, ain't no stains around me
Look out, the one who walks shit down, there ain't no walking down
Don't wanna date, not movin' out, no ****, wait, bitch, walk around me
Yeah, all that, I talk, 2025, man up, boy
Written by: fly money count
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