[Intro]
Yeah
You know there levels to this sh*t or whatever like that
You know I ain't in no competition with no ni**a
I just want everybody to stand on what the fu*k they say
[Chorus]
You say you gon' kill me, b*tch ni**a, you better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty cups, I double that two hunnid grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my thug, like double back, like fu*k, let's stand on it
I'm never trippin' 'bout no cash, I don't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your mask, opps for them racks, he tryna score something
These pussy ni**as got me mad like they the only onеs gon' blow something
b*tch, I'm retarded, I might flash
Truе blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc, yeah
That lil' ni**a 'bout that action
Killers on go, they don't wanna smoke with 'em
[Verse 1]
I'ma introduce you to my team, we Jump Out Gang, we quick to hop out
Black quick to shoot Glocks with them beams
Bands in my jeans like come get knocked off
Jack in the box, these ni**as clowns like why the fu*k they still ain't pop out?
One by one, we knock 'em down, don't think sh*t sweet, I want the top dawg
You better keep that firearm 'cause once it's once it up, boy, it can't come down
Like fu*k a fight, year twenty-one, boy, I tote four pounds
Up in public, it could still go down
Two different notes inside my blunt, the windows rolled down
We got it all, pull up and shop, pour hunnid bags, and I want four pounds
Don't let no cars come in this block
I'm 'bout lil' Ralph, somebody know something
I told Quan to grip the wheel while I rose out, like let's go roll one
This sh*t get real inside the field, stay on the porch, you ain't gon' smoke nothing
I watch the sunset from the hills inside my mansion with that pole on me
[Chorus]
You say you gon' kill me, b*tch ni**a, you better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty cups, I double that two hunnid grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my thug, like double back, like fu*k, let's stand on it
I'm never trippin' 'bout no cash, I don't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your mask, opps for them racks, he tryna score something
These pussy ni**as got me mad like they the only ones gon' blow something
b*tch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc, yeah
That lil' ni**a 'bout that action
Killers on go, they don't wanna smoke with 'em
[Verse 2]
Hah
Big MAC-11, throw that down too
Keep protection, you know that they found too
Don't do no rappin' but I'm screamin' out seven, I'm from a damn zoo
We known for steppin', all y'all fu*k ni**as scary, I'm tryna blam, dude
Wrap it in plastic, I don't know sh*t 'bout no scammin', I'd rather sell food
New Lamborghini, drive that b*tch like a Camry while countin' up these blues
These ni**as envy, I done peeped all the actions, they want my fu*kin' shoes
Prada and Fendi, love to drip different fabrics, you know that cash rules
That brand new Caddie, I done copped a lil' daddy, then got it bullet-proofed
All 'bout this Patek, boy, you know that we whackin', we puttin' 'em on the news
I went straight static, got my top off the Xanny with that Glock 22
Order a casket, it's for you and your family, I'm touchin' someone, move
Boy, I'm a savage, on the other end, family think I don't do nothing wrong
[Chorus]
You say you gon' kill me, b*tch ni**a, you better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty cups, I double that two hunnid grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my thug, like double back, like fu*k, let's stand on it
I'm never trippin' 'bout no cash, Ion't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your mask, opps for them racks, he tryna score something
These pussy ni**as got me mad like they the only ones gon' blow something
b*tch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc, yeah
That lil' ni**a 'bout that action
Killers on go, they don't wanna smoke with 'em