who ya trynna scare

Singer:blocboy jb

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trafficking throughout the city

keep glocks with them sticks and them thugs with me

i catch an opp in the streets

rip him

you think that i brought turtle doves with me

it's still f-r-double-e

man

a nigga killed p

but you know that his cuz with me

and i feel like a pharmacy 'cause i got this og and these designer drugs with me

you dig?

say the wrong thing

then i'm gon' split your wig

you dig?

how you a hitter but when you be shootin' you hittin' them little kids?

mcdonalds

i eat a mcchicken with bacon

but i do not fuck with pigs

where i'm from

nigga

we totin' them glocks

we do not fuck with sig's

you dig?

bullets spittin' like a beat

we pull up with the.223

i can be a glass in the sun

bet a motherfuckin' opp can't see through me

three holes in the head

he got bowling ball status

strike a nigga out

first degree

bitch

i'm icy to the teeth

i ain't never wear no turtleneck tee

make him run

he deion with the cleats

no baton but the boy police

bought my car

nigga

ain't shit leased

try to rob

nigga

ain't shit sweet

who you tryna scare shootin' guns in the air?

what you tryna start

a track meet?

pockets on fat

back meat

i get more ass than an uber backseat

but i don't do pick-ups

this.40 right here got the hiccups

my pockets strong and shit like a sit-up

you put your hands on her

you know you wrong and shit

my nigga

that shit not official

bitch

i'm the shit like toilet tissue

say the wrong thing

then the boys'll get you

you want this beef

then you need to catch up and get you a deal

i ain't order pickles

bread

i got that sand like a sandwich

i just made this shit off the head

this shit is literally talent

i just spent five bands on some nae naes

i used to wear the new balance

smokin' the dope

spinnin' like a beyblade

this shit right here keep me balanced

smokin' is helpin' me balance

i got your bitch right now

she 'bout to show me her talent

and i'm ballin' on these niggas

shootin' like ray allen

and these niggas

they some hoes

and they stay silent

facts

say the wrong thing

get whacked

nigga can't never say nothin' like me

get my chain snatched

'cause i always keep me a chopper

nigga

that's no hat

nigga

your bitch wanna take a pic

yeah

kodak

hah