(Hook)
16 shots on a ngga pop² to the head why you dragging my feet though
Higher power
6 demons on my heels & you making my feet slow
Hot shot gangs in the ghetto always trigger² happy bt they copy my street flow
It's gttng sour
This rapgame got faker than s** with a dil*o**
(Verse1)
Grand Theft Automatic
Click clack on a semi its fake but you ventilating
I gt these haters in a stinky legging
I don't dance but I'm making these moves lyk I'm cyber tracking
Pop bottles up at Sunnypark
They know coz of who we are
Prolly what we does
Cheap clothes but I'm dropping bars
10% talent 90% work not the fancy cars
Why you back with those druglords
Keep pushing might turn that one night into 5 shows
You'll burn bridges if you like who*es
What you spent most of your time with is what you die for
They wanna fill my mind with these superstitions
I jus turn away picture slow mo
f** dying broke I want all the riches
Even if its counting as the snowfalls
Either you co operate or gone missing
Body bags yea we bought more
Spiritual weapons all in my possession
Say you gorrit but aint nothing to show for it
A BleekFuture z guaranteed for these nosy haters
Yea I'm damn worthy six figures
Good drank on these party wreckers
Strip search each and every one fr more coke
(Hook)
16 shots on a ngga pop² to the head why you dragging my feet though
Higher power
6 demons on my heels & you making my feet slow
Hot shot gangs in the ghetto always trigger² happy bt they copy my street flow
It's gttng sour
This rapgame got faker than s** with a dil*o
(Verse2)
Laughing hysterically you smoke gas
Bars stonger than cells up in Alcatraz
Speaking prophetically like Cortez
Calcuting my long steps on an abacus
Its what we does
Open cast
Got the spirit of a thousand rappers and holy friends
Documentary get it on archives
Its high time you owning up on your sorry mess
Pilgrim journey to the temple
Wanna make a prayer light a candle
Debris you should know what it stand for
16 shots like I'm Rambo
I done break doors opportunity
This lit got me craving more adrenaline
These broads ova me for my pedigree
Bounce back if they eva leave
I done make waves now I'm proud of it
Every dream they selling is jus counterfeit
Room full of dope
Full of holes on the walls that's becoz they been tranna live in anarchy
(Hook)
16 shots on a ngga pop² to the head why you dragging my feet though
Higher power
6 demons on my heels & you making my feet slow
Hot shot gangs in the ghetto always trigger² happy bt they copy my street flow
It's gttng sour
This rapgame got faker than s** with a dil*o