Money, nigga
I'll run this bitch up a whole 'nother- Gang
...
Whole 'nother ticket, nigga
Forever rolling
EST
What it look like, nigga?
All gang action in this motherfucker
Ooh
Yeah
Never switching teams
Hey
Only pull up clean when I'm mixing lean
Yeah
Drop him in his hood
We gonna switch the scene
I get a pussy nigga whacked for a zip of weed
I stop right here
Yeah
Niggas opposition
And I ain't selling niggas work
Niggas competition
That doggie lacking on his...
Spin the block and hit him
I got 50,000, all hundreds, poking out my dentals
He keep mugging out them sticks, we gonna take his frames
Yeah
Dog so strong, it's gonna break the chain
Look, Cudi told me niggas telling
Got to play my hands
Rather buy my nigga out of jail before I make it rain
But them snakes in the grass, keep a mower on me
I ain't stepping in no party unless that blower on me
Niggas say they about that action
Got to show me something
Between my AP and my necklace, that's a quarter on me
Riding through Detroit in that same cat that I got shot in
Soon as I woke up from surgery, I told him drop ten
The city know they catch a body for me, then they locked in
My shooter got a conscious
Before he slide, he gotta pop Xans
Four bricks of fish spread through the clique
It ain't no fitting in
Rick ain't selling none of his for cheap
He want 100 grand
Yeah
The wrong niggas to be speaking about
Pull up at your bitch's house and catch you while you're tripping out
Shit done finally surfaced, so it's deeper now
Niggas clicking up, trying to make it even now
I ain't doing no more speaking bout
So ain't no point in reaching out
I quit popping yoppers
Make it harder to let my demons out
You thought that you was low until a post
One of them hoes done let your secret out
Bitch, that ain't no secret house
We got some involvement in the recent drought
When my niggas quit bringing it, it wasn't no good iced tea around
Always snakes in the grass
You got to weed them out
Most these bitches hoes
Take the right nigga to bring it out
Police took my jewelry in the summer
I'm back freezing now
I'm getting it out the freezer now
Meet me at my people's house
It's big G, the boat man
Aka Mr
Leave It in a Season
I went from rags to riches
From small time to moving bags in minutes
Just trying to touch some everlasting figures
Used to need niggas help, then I passed them niggas
Got dependent on myself, made me mash on niggas
Used to get fronted, now I front bags to niggas
They used to count me last
Now I'm first class on niggas
Audemars, that's a slab, my nigga
I'm talking dog food
Pressing north for gossip, for profit
I let the call through
Last spotted outside the club, we was in all coupes
Champagne, 1942 when we fall through
I'm Giovanni, little nigga
What the fuck they call you?
Just another clown with lies you swearing all true
Still on the same shit
Wake up daily, change kicks
Boy, you barely change fits
You be on that lame shit
I be out the country, out the blue
I just take trips
Let's dip
Let's dip
Bag moving as I take sips
Yeah, nigga
G, what up, though?
Vezzo
Still on the floor
Know what it is, nigga
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