Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Perfect way to friend a snake and find a rat to feed him
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, these niggas ain't like that and they know it too
What you know 'bout hoppin' out, no mask, all the opps know it's you?
That don't matter, brain splatter, Channel 5, Channel 2
He ain't survive to tell 'em who
I learned from the streets, niggas get heat, the opps'll tell on you
Whole lot of niggas dead, the others scared, and the rest vеgetables
Shinin' from the island, on Free Yada, yeah, I'm rеppin' the boo
All you know hoes fuckin' up your bag
Reckon on the 'Gram, post up, I'm next week in the Ave
I'm tryna do 'em bad, simple dick that niggas never grasp
That's why he never last
Nigga be survivin', never live, don't keep what they kill
Scared to death 'cause they know we for real, fat boy grab the wheel
Two calls later, find out where he live, he better not be here
All he seen that Drac' swing in his face and then he disappear
Quicker than a brick of clear, we push it up like sugar
Yeah, I wonder what niggas think when they make posts hopin' I see 'em
The next post, they snot-nosed, face tore up, grievin'
A Dior shirt and Amiri jeans ain't never stop no bleedin'
And niggas do a whole lot of talkin', ain't never shot no people
And took advice from an angel, found out later maybe it was a demon
In case they sayin' that they seen me
I got a lawyer paid, we'll beat it
A perfect way to friend a snake is find a rat to feed him
I ain't never ever made a nigga ever feel like I need him
Yeah, my daddy a gangster, ain't no way that I'd disgrace him
If you slid and ain't bake 'em, ain't no way I'm 'posed to pay you
It's rules they keep on breakin', so we keep givin' out spankings
And blood is how you thank us or pay lawyer for them cases
My youngster, nigga anxious, but he patient when he waitin'
Jump out the car and chase him on the way he up his rankin'
And we move like you get more chances at life when you take it
He was gangster 'til he caught a case and
Then he wrote a statement, I don't think it
Where you did it at? Steak, I split 'em at
Cooked it up and made a bigger batch, where your killers at?
Streets did happy, you straight to the 'net, ain't shot nothin' yet
I know seein' me shinin' hurt your chest
Think you playin' chess, but playin'
Games out here gon' get you stretched
I'ma throw a Tech
Yeah, I wonder what niggas think when they make posts hopin' I see 'em
The next post, they snot-nosed, face tore up, grievin'
A Dior shirt and Amiri jeans ain't never stop no bleedin'
And niggas do a whole lot of talkin', ain't never shot no people
And took advice from an angel, found out later maybe it was a demon
In case they sayin' that they seen me
I got a lawyer paid, we'll beat it
A perfect way to friend a snake is find a rat to feed him
I ain't never ever made a nigga ever feel like I need him
Yeah, never needed no one, you know?
Shit, if it's love, it's love
What it is, not what it was
Most the time, niggas choices be the bitch
You over there thinkin' this nothin', it's all six, everything
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