yeah
yeah
oh yeah
see it all
didn't take some
he say he like me with no makeup
these niggas in the field
hit the lay up
ain't even gotta talk
don't say much
drop my top in the summer
he
boy
he broke
you a runner
i didn't flip in them commas
all of these niggas not back like a runners
homicide
momma's crying
bitch you aren't alive
in my hood
we all at war
you like you won't survive
i ain't never gave a fuck
held back my tears
i'm crying
bitches gon' spread they lies
eat my cake
i'ma serve these pies
all these bands gon' drop
hate
so i'ma serve these pies
your nigga on my line
he done smacked
i'ma hit decline
keep
keep pressing rewind
spraying this block
then facing time
beat a fake bitch and she gave me a fine
ain't never told no lies
you ain't on shit
lil' nigga
wasting on murder
then pop out an diss lil' nigga
bro you a thug
stealing with cousin
shit got big and big
big
bigger
i ain't gon' play with a nigga
when you gon' lay them
nigga?
black ak
pull trigger
lost lil' nigga
one night came back
same day took eight of they niggas
at the top
feels so good to see my momma with a knife
bitches feel me
cause i'm taking bitches spots
glowing for me
hired a lawyer
you my pop
icing rolly
flood my motherfucking watch
see it all
didn't take some
he say he like me with no makeup
these niggas in the field
hit the lay up
ain't even gotta talk
don't say much
drop my top in the summer
he
boy
he broke
you a runner
i didn't flip in them commas
all of these niggas not back like a runners
homicide
momma's crying
bitch you aren't alive
in my hood
we all at war
you like you won't survive
i ain't never gave a fuck
held back my tears
i'm crying
bitches gon' spread they lies
eat my cake
i'ma serve these pies
waited my time
now i'm in it
all at your head
like a fitted
asian
i fucked up the city
nigga your name writ on my semi
dreams are more then pennies
all that hate
that shit ain't in me
dropping the top
i'ma push to the finish
hop out with denny
he shooting the children
cause i'm next up
bitches wanna talk
these niggas be gassing bitches
they so extra
trending 'round my town
made a hoe get down
apply that pressure
dripping on a lip
lip
fucked then i dipped
dipped
shawty fucked my head up
gold chains on
wipe on in the booth
i'm dope
i'm by myself
gold chains on
wipe on in the booth
i'm dope
i'm by myself
i don't know nigga
i was fucked that bad
i ain't give no bitch no help
running them bands
i played the cards
i played my hand i was dealt
try me bitch
lil' pretty gon' cook that nigga just like a chef
see it all
didn't take some
he say he like me with no makeup
these niggas in the field
hit the lay up
ain't even gotta talk
don't say much
drop my top in the summer
he
boy
he broke
you a runner
i didn't flip in them commas
all of these niggas not back like a runners
homicide
momma's crying
bitch you aren't alive
in my hood
we all at war
you like you won't survive
i ain't never gave a fuck
held back my tears
i'm crying
bitches gon' spread they lies
eat my cake
i'ma serve these pies