cardiac

duan white

i'ma have him a cardiac

i be like where the money at

you be like where the party at

tell me where all the junkies at

see these niggas is scared

can't depend on a share

do the dash i'ma steer

if i crash you won't care

i might end up in paris

we don't shoot in the air

leave your auntie in tears

he be switching like gears

can't be talking 'round niggas ears

up in sachs i ain't going to sears

got bros they doing years

got dope it's crystal clear

leave a bitch with a heart attack

fuck the bitch you can have that

losing money in blackjack

quarter brick in my backpack

all i know is trap trap

all he doing is rap rap

30 clip in the back yeah

you a' get clapped at

trip to trip for nip to nip

living on knapsacks

glock on my hip i'll make him dip

let him run fast yeah

i'm in my zone huh

i got my phone dumb

hole in him donuts

roll up a cone blunt

now they wanna surf with us

are you gonna ride or what

ain't no wheels i don't ride the bus

do it neat tryna dodge the cuffs

take a pic throwing up my set

pour an ounce and i might forget

don't forget that i'm from the projects

when i'm stepping outside i'm fresh

i'ma have him a cardiac

i be like where the money at

you be like where the party at

tell me where all the junkies at

see these niggas is scared

can't depend on a share

do the dash i'ma steer

if i crash you won't care

i might end up in paris

we don't shoot in the air

leave your auntie in tears

he be switching like gears

can't be talking 'round niggas ears

up in sachs i ain't going to sears

got bros they doing years

got dope it's crystal clear

i'm tryna stack it and stash it

these niggas fronting and they flashing

see it all in my fashion

a young nigga been trapping

blow a bag up in gucci

nigga no cappin'

see him and we clappin

tell em' free k savage

that broad day action

man my niggas so savage

guns loaded in traffic

man shit get real tragic

30 bands hard plastic

stack it up and count it

she a little bad bitch but i heard she fuckin' with the other side

but i'm in the field she know she ain't seen me without my nine

bitch i'm on the grind

i ain't really got time

go ahead call your slime

bitch i got my wassas

first nigga diss the set lil nigga it's gon' cost ya

hot shit up in that glock uh

aim it up at his top uh

wig shots minnesota

don't nobody know none

run up and he done

beams on if you run

i'ma give him a cardiac when he see me ride with my gun

i'ma have him a cardiac

i be like where the money at

you be like where the party at

tell me where all the junkies at

see these niggas is scared

can't depend on a share

do the dash i'ma steer

if i crash you won't care

i might end up in paris

we don't shoot in the air

leave your auntie in tears

he be switching like gears

can't be talking 'round niggas ears

up in sachs i ain't going to sears

got bros they doing years

got dope it's crystal clear