IN DA KAN (feat. 26shots)

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You think you can destroy me
Been  post on the block and I'm in the hills
I'm in the trap, I ain't paying no bills
Hell no, gang nigga

All my shooters in the back, nigga
Got my shooters in the back and they doing Them drills
No Call of Duty, we making them kills
No Call of Duty, cuz I'm uppin my rank

Yo, bitch is a fan, pull out bank, she gon' faint
Slide up dark tint, SUV is a tank
Got an old school stick and it came with a Shank
Run up dem rack I been had a bag

Yo, bitch is with me and we ridin' the Jag
If she ever f*ck with me, then that is a flag
Dick in her mouth, make a lil' ho gag
Slidin' 120 right on that e way

Got a nigga feel off  when he on that freeway
Can't fall from no hoe, can't go do what she say
Trap so hard make more deals than east bay
Got shooters in the west, got shooters in the north

Play on my gang, you get hit with a torch
Play on my gang, we gon' shoot up your porch
I want a Bentley, I don't want the Porsche
These niggas be cappin', they really not outside

Nigga too lazy, he broke the heat couch ride
Snitch on me, then you know a mouse died
I'm on the block in the lakes and I'm outside
He know I got a FN in my pants

F*ck you and your dead man
My shooter off quake but will, pop you like Xans
One phone call, put your ass in the can
Flaggin on the net, like he the man

But I'm hoes, you know you ain't got no bands
Call me 26 shots, 6PE, the man with the plan
I was doin' it all by myself, I ain't have no backup plan
Mr, untouchable, you can call me the invisible man

Man, I was doin' it all with no backup plan
I ain't have no help, I did it all by myself
PMR nigga, Pack run a double R nigga put my self on

PR nigga, I ain't know what the f*ck goin' on
26 shots, I'm back in dis bitch finna slide
Finna slide back on that beat, call me Ted Bundy
Ain't savin' no bitch, ain't savin' no thot

Ain't savin' no hoe, cause it ain't sunday
So much ice around my neck I need the sun to cool me down
See my posts on Instagram, all they can do is hate and frown
Countin' money fuckin' hoes

Don't care if they was blue or brown
Kickin' the door on her back and they're trap
Don't make a peep don't make a sound
Thirty round, drum in the sprayground

Call it a tool bag, servin' all his work
White blood clientele, he said I'm rad
What's up with all these niggas
Tight jeans, I think they fag

Ran off on a good lick
Man, that nigga name was Brad
Back up in the trap
Wit some McQueen's I said, ka-chow

Chop up bullets, patch off your dreads
Patch off your eyebrows
Nigga, this that 4AM, flow
I'm tryna kick a door

To the front, these niggas don't know
You bitch, you pound, lil' nigga, you act just like a hoe
Me and Joe on a collab tape
You know how we float, you know how we go

It's 26 shots and I'm in dis bitch
Now I'm in the dope, hoppin' at the dope

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