don't nothin' come before the bird nigga
i was stealin' out the sto' since i was in the third grade
fbg the fuckin' gang nigga
keep them guns out my house
yeah that's what my mother say
better turn the other way
empty out this magazine 'til i can't turn another page
they ain't never tryna meet
hit my phone so we can link
you too busy postin' tweets
so if you don't fuck with me
when you see me better not speak
better off not tryna beef
better turn the other cheek
got a bust down rollie so you know i got it on me
bitch i really think i'm tony
you just gangster with emojis
i be shootin' like ginobli
you be shootin' like you smokey
rubber band money gang nigga
tell that bitch we blow smoke
i ain't fakin' on no song that's on my set this real life
pull up with that broom stick
no these ain't no playoffs
you gon' get swept in real life
he said i ain't with the shits
wish you really would nigga
tell you i ain't hood nigga
all these haters wanna rob me
know you wish you could nigga
catch me posted on my block with all my chains
i'm a legend in the makin'
i heard his crown for the takin'
we gon' get this money even if we gotta take it
i was stealin' out the sto' since i was in the third grade
fbg the fuckin' gang nigga