ain't 'pose to have no draco on me
nigga run up in this bitch
i'm turnin' straight to tony
knock some sauce out your noodle
and kick it with whoadies
kill me i'll burn in hell
was a young shooter out there head hungry
now if i want a nigga dead i'm puttin' bread on him
shit i made that off a mixtape
get a digiorno with the auto
ar in the car but i'm featherweight
i smoked this bitch nigga
his clique niggas gon' hesitate
i got some choppers for who with me and whoever ain't
i'm finna pull up to your mom's house and decorate
you ain't heard about them last pussy niggas owed me
i put a donut on your head
i melt niggas like cheese over pepperoni
i'm with cheese or jaweez
we grew up playing the block like that nigga boadie
i've never took it to the rack but i'm jordan
i told them block niggas back like my og goldie
nigga this gun bigger than bali nigga he 5'5
he talkin' crazy off that molly
don't think i'm finna box cause we the same size