[Intro]
Turn me up in the headphones
Ay ay ay
n***as go get mad
[Verse 1]
Look
I still run the streets with ma n***as
n***as just tweet be pretenders
Get up and beef he surrenders
Boy you ain't street or no k**er
You got locked up in November out for December
Boy you a squealer
n***as gone popping
But when they gone popping I'm giving out shots like tequila
You never out on the field
Or out with the team for the block like a santa
You have been called the defender
Turn you to someone your homies remember
Make his life short like ma temper
Have him for [?] in tampa
My old b**h love me good figure
But my new b**h mighty thicker
He taking shots like a picture
Check out his stains like it's photoshop
Take him out the picture get him photo cropped
Got more drums than a go-go spot
Never like the feds so it's f** a cop
RIP Sandra Bland I'll bust a cop
These b**hes tricky can't trust a thot
Swear they only good for a f**ing top
Getting real close to the f**ing top
I'll run down like f** his block
Disrespect his b**h like f** his thot
Or talk sweet to her like f** his thot
Snatch his chain, ring and f**ing watch
And his man scared down [?] watch
Don't look away n***a f**ing watch
One false move I'ma bust his top
And this rap sh**
Lot a n***as heavy in the street
Lot a n***as wanna end me
If they want me tell em come and get me
Better bring enough for who running with me
I got youngins with me not the oldest one
It's my n***a Joc he the oldest one
When I'm in the hood I'm like Tiger Woods
See a p**y n***a put a hole in one
f** a lot of b**hes I don't go with nut
Know a lot of n***as I don't trust
Planning on some real sh**, I don't trust any
They might shoot for me or come k** me
That's fifty/fifty ods too risky
Wanna feature send me like two fifty
I'm a hunnid n***a like two fifty
I'm a lose screw don't screw with me
Hold up, lemme get a breath real quick
Shout out squad man
Squad squad (squad squad)
Solo rapping n***a
By the way
[Verse 2]
Look , lot a local rappers think I'm cool with em
Cause I went to the same school with em
I ain't never trap it with the tool with em
Or ran down on a move with em
You pulling moves I don't think so
It ain't no way you street running
How you move pulling when you haul a**
Every time you see beef coming
So, oh murder if I see something
I tell n***as I ain't see nothing
You the talk on twitter I ain't tweeting nothing
They go find your body in the creek s**ing
And I won't speak nothing I don't know nothing
Not a icy n***a I'm a cold younging
Say he hard as stone then he cold stunting
Catch him in the streets let him hold something
Graah!
[Outro]
Solo rapper man
Double SL sh** man
Squad squad