Call my hitter to the function he gone shoot
You not bulletproof
Diss me up on twtr pay your mortgage bitch you're twenty-two
Tell that old ass nigga get his head on right
Listen, Cuz it's not worth it just to lose your life
Like who the fuck he think he is?
He try to use them as a shield we kill his kids
Resort to cheating well i know that nigga pissed
He say he hate me but he stay up on my dick
I roll a wood of og, backwood mostaccioli
You don't know me, bet your bitch she know me
Puffing smoking stogies, tried to hoe me
Had to call his homie, that swiss serve you baloney
Eight-ball flip that to a twenty-four in prime just like im kobe
Hold on, its not what i thought it was
He want talk we fill his body up with choppa slugs
Know what im on, im in your city get all kind of love
He wanna hate cuz he cant do it like this (uh)
Im not the reason why yall lose yall bitch (uh)
Maybe you need to just go play your role better
She fuck with me, she see that im a go-getter
Posted with sore my niggas we some trendsetters
You stay on point or you get smacked
They got my bro for oxys imma watch his back
Like, i gotta lock in now it aint no turning back
Better not let me by the cali bay i'll smoke a fucking mack
Call my hitter to the function he gone shoot
You not bulletproof
Diss me up on twtr, pay your mortgage bitch you're twenty two
Tell that old ass nigga get his head on right
Listen, Cuz it's not worth it just to lose your life