Yes, I get that
Flip that
Strap just told him get back
Okay, get that
Flip that
Armour on me, no mask
I stay faded, no cap
You a lame with no racks
I'm a man of steel, where your armour and where your pole at?
Bitch, I came to kill, fuck your karma, where your soul at?
Spin it back
Run it back
Turn it back
No, turn it up
I touch the beat and burn it up
I clutch the heat and keep it tucked
Yeah, I took the 30, Perkied up
Yeah, boy, I'm super loaded and I'm burning up
Bitch, I keep on burning up
No, I'm not a Crip but I know niggas that could spill your blood
The bullets touch him, burn him up
We send hollow tips to hurt him up
Send a hollow to go test up on his knowledge
I just hope he got a brain, he dropped out of his college
I won't ride that bitch if her pussy got some mileage
I can't leave with my stick 'cause I gotta stay behind it
Okay, go ahead and find it
You ain't finding shit
Since that young boy hiding
He gon' find my blick, yeah
I don't like nobody, I just ignore 'em like a bitch
I don't diss nobody, I just put 'em in a Riz'
I still put the flash up on the AR and then shoot him like a picture
I get flyer than a dodo
Boy, I'm way too fly for them photos
Yes, I'm way too fly, that's why I don't do no photos
Mary Jane'll get me high, that's why I don't need no hoes, bro
I'm still flyer than a dodo
When I'm in this coupé, I don't know slow, bro
AMG 4Matic+, yes, the coupé a four door
I put 1% up on the tint just so you can't take no photos
(Bitch, don't take no photos)
(Bitch, don't take no photos)