Droski
(Baow, boom)
OG the fuck up
(Everything dead, gotta stand on that shit)
(Gang-gang-gang)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Nobody ever wrote shit for me
Nigga, you dumb, all of this shit off the top
If I never was rappin' or tryna
Music then, bitch, I'll be stuck on my block
That lil' nigga shoulda
Stayed in college, he gon' get put in a box
'Cause it's 41 ways
To get killed, 41 ways to get shot
They know we comin'
In wit' the Scott, and we can
Get up wit' the chop
See a soul if I see me a opp
See the Gz, so we gotta
Drill on the dot
Free the Os in the field
They be wilin', on bro
Niggas got it on lock
My opps reactin' to
Videos now, y'all niggas just gotta stop
I know the real
I knеw them niggas wack
They was just livin' on Flock
We madе them niggas
Pay us for a feature
I was on court and
Y'all was on the bleachers
And I taught half y'all niggas
How to rap, I was movin' like a teacher
And they sayin' that she
Not that gang no more
Niggas still gon' bleach her
They got me mad
I gotta talk, we ain't have
V's, we had to walk
Now I be gettin' money from my label
Get drip, I don't care what it cost
And I know that I'm winnin' this shit, but I prepared for a loss
When it really come down
To this street life, bitch-niggas
Know that I'm ready to toss, grah
Nobody ever wrote shit for me
Nigga, you dumb, all of this shit off the top
If I never was rappin' or
Tryna music then, bitch, I'll
Be stuck on my block
That lil' nigga shoulda stayed
In college, he gon' get put in a box
'Cause it's 41 ways to get killed
41 ways to get shot
Nobody ever wrote shit for me
Nigga, you dumb, all of this shit off the top
If I never was rappin' or tryna
Music then, bitch, I'll be
Stuck on my block
That lil' nigga shoulda stayed
In college, he gon' get put in a box
'Cause it's 41 ways to get killed
41 ways to get shot