Lyrics:
round
Lil boy ain't even got a clue
Don't you know that I got
Glizzies
Ak's
Machine guns
Glock 9's
4-5s
Right now
Probably could kill anyone
Play with me,
it rip)
Ayy, AK-47 by my hip (by my hip)
Bitch I'm in the streets swag
Hands on everything bitch
I ain't Smokepurpp, I'm Lil Water Scooter
I ain't
[Verse 3-Lil Wyte:]
With bullets wizzin by, children dyin every 36 seconds
It makes it uncomfortable for me to even respect this
With this focused brain
Chain Saw Massacre
Kill fast with the Ak-four 7
(Blacka) Yellow Tape the intersection
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five
Call it Pac's
leave a trace (Slatt)
We some YSL motherfuckin' apes, uh (Slime)
Hood Baby, Guwunna, new wave
It's crazy but it's true
Oh, I gotta sleep with AK
close up with the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you
nigga, I'd get into something (yeah)
Whether it's rappin' or trappin' or cappin'
Or slappin' a nigga with the butt of the gun (swoo)
Nigga, don't ask me
this time
Jay Rock and All My Life hit the airwaves
We almost got into some major
Beef over Lil’ Wayne
That part I'mma leave out
Theres certain things
know you won't
If you think you're a heathen
Just know you've been beaten
By me, like Lil Wayne said, "what's a goon to a goblin?"
And you is nothing,
of bein' like Mike
I like to ride ponies instead of ridin' bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a flight, 'round three-ish
Can't
they have to send my baby home?"
Fuckin' with some nigga, that paper long
Been a g in the game now my son on the throne
[Lil Wayne]
I am the beast
Feed
was rich by the third
Turned a 6 to a 30
Fuck ya bitch, you a birdie
You get hit with the swerve
You get with the SKRT SKRT
Talk to the hand
Bitch
bitch that killed ya
Took all your money peeled ya
Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy
All of a sudden they
steady sucking me
Woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker
I got her bent over, finna fuck her, fuck her
Them boys police them niggas undercover
Lil' bitch
got my first stick and that
Bitch was all black like Barack
I got a lil’ bitch and she
Twerk like the daughter of Barack
I got a new spot with them
need- money
I don't need no friends
Lil Tra$h neck gonn' chill like autumn
Stay the fuck back boy
You don't want a problem aK go Ra Ta Ta
My bitch ass Fat
sippin' slow
Mixin' codeine with that dope
Split it up with my kinfolk
Grey59, you know the code
Ridin' down the 7th, make a left on Crescent
Opposite
the 90's nigga was ridin' colors with Rally's nigga
In my hood, I was sellin' dope in alleys nigga
You can't finesse me, I'm a mathematician
Just made 200
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
Heaven, crib big, it's like a church
I'm going straight to heaven
Crib big it's like a church
My first ride in a Phantom was
With my homie Lil Wayne
save all my pics
I caught her stalkin'
Put a beam on my stick, with a iced out wrist
Kiss her neck and the pussy flooded
Big Glock got a lil kick,
you I see you boy.
I'm up before sunrise first to hit the block
Lil' bad motherfucka' with a pocket full of rocks
Learned to throw them thangs
faces
They wanna shake the clown ass nigga they decay with!
My shirt is from Italy
Your man ain't got shit on me
All my Lil mens hit
I ain't talking
My life's a movie
I just hadda let you know
If you keep on talking shiit
I can take you out forsho
Keep yo block hot
Get it mealting with this ak
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