hook)
My lil ni**a about it
He sliding
He tryna go catch him a body
Claim u be wit
U lacking
U hiding
U neva outside
Boy, i heard that u nervous
Since we was 14 we been putting work in
He died on the block
Yea ik they been hurting
Heard they was eating
But the tables be turning
Living in blood
Yea em ni**as ain’t reachin
Verse
U is the type to get b*tched by a b*tch
I am the type to get rich off a brick
fu*k is a job? betta go hit u a lick
Knock out her teeth when she su*king my dick
Mr. beefies be macking these b*tches
I see how it is
Lil ni**a bе doing his sh*t
Put a mask on her face
When that pussy don’t hit
I’m tirеd wit b*tches
That really ain’t sh*t
Was born in the rain
So it’s my time to dry
Was raised in the dark
So u know i’m gon shine
Bro in the cut, yea he clutching
Come thru wit bullets, he never be missing
He always be hitting
Talk about smoke
Yea we know u ain’t wit it
Speak about war and my glock gets excited
I ain’t no killer but i’ll catch me a body
We gon see who about it
ni**as ain’t hiding nomo
We got they addy
Pull up and leave em on floors
ni**as hate light so they throwing me shade
When i’m in the room
Cuz they hate how i flex
fu*k on the thot that be calling u bae
She up in the spot just for sex
I ain’t cuff no thot cuz that sh*t in the pass
Hop in the whip
Imma step on the gas
Act like they tough
I swear they won’t last
(mane, swear they won’t last mane, fu*k the opps man, fu*k u b*tch ass ni**as mane, y’all not on sh*t y’all not finna do sh*t ni**a, y’all not finna be sh*t ni**a, all y’all finna be is uh)
(hook 2x)
My lil ni**a about it
He sliding (dead ni**as!)
He tryna go catch him a body
Claim u be wit
U lacking
U hiding
U neva outside
Boy, i heard that u nervous
Since we was 14 we been putting work in
He died on the block
Yea ik they been hurting
Heard they was eating
But the tables be turning
Living in blood
Yea em ni**as ain’t reachin
Verse
Smoke in the air
U is the type to get silent
I am the type to get violent
We turn up the violence
If there’s a problem
Em ocf ni**as
They sliding
Uk i ain’t lying
fu*k it
Want all the smoke
Ain’t no ducking
Put bread on his head
Then we upping the budget
Said u a thug
I hang around demons
They really gon blood sh*t
fu*ks all the opps
Man i hope that they die
If u gon die we gon smoke u like za
I was 15 whipping bars up like crack
Had a knife on my side, used to get it like that
14 years old i was moving out packs
Keep the 5 in the head, and make sure it blast
I remember they all used to laugh
I’m the last of the greatest
Let’s see who gon laugh
(say i ain’t gon make it, say i ain’t gon be sh*t, say i ain’t gon do nun, funny thing tho i’m on top of sh*t i’ll always be on top of sh*t, fytb ni**a!)
(hook 2x)
My lil ni**a about it
He sliding
He tryna go catch him a body
Claim u be wit
U lacking
U hiding
U neva outside
Boy, i heard that u nervous
Since we was 14 we been putting work in
He died on the block
Yea ik they been hurting
Heard they was eating
But the tables be turning
Living in blood
Yea em ni**as ain’t reachin