I-10 Baby

Dubba-AA flexin'

Mm Statik on the track

David Tell 'Em

N***a playin' 'round with that d**e we send him straight through and fell

I go post up in the North I'm on the block causing hell

I tell my dude lock down that corner don't give a f**k 'bout no 12

'Cause once them b***hes lock us up soon as we touch we jump bail

This is the sound

And this the strap soon as I came back tryna take back what's mine

Don't give a f**k 'bout where you from you tote that flag you a slime

I'm smokin' pine I'm totin' that iron it's every time that I'm slidin'

I spent my last to calm my nerves this b***h wan' play with my mind

I ain't got no time just for the jokes 'cause my big bro doin' time

B***h throw four suits up on the floor and I can flow you a rhyme

I come through swervin' gettin' dirty with them sticks in the ride

Plus I'm servin' some s**t you could cut 'bout four or three times

I take my lick the first time now watch I jump on a slab

I'ma get a b***h clean as a b***h to drive a book and a half

She want a sixty smelled the s**t up went to coughin' I laughed

He said this s**t already must be hit so it ain't gotta take no bath

Get it by me try to stop me pop you knock your on off

I ain't quarantinin' for a reason we ain't closin' no stores

I'm still screamin' "Killer season" zippin' s**t 'bout my bros

We got these h*es doin' wrong they throw a right that's the code

Up with the scope so I been chill you send a shot I cause hell

I chase that money like I'm Dezz we drop that s**t on Canell

And I knew how to make it hard since Koda taught me at twelve

With Von from Roosevelt to Maryland we took over the cells

This is music to another level cold-blooded f**kin' stepper

How much that you made now I say 20 M's or better

So I got money for to f**k up rap gon' pay or settle

Or we gon' rob your stupid a*s out what you try to sell us

Hit it I go zydeco ridin' 'round with that four pound

You can't use no screwdriver know a hammer get it broke down

They slumped that boy right at the store I swear it wasn't no showdown

We blast at you and who because we aim to let a ho down

Do a verse and get it back I couldn't take a loss huh

But b***h you play with mine your s**t get splatt we take one off huh

Couldn't ever have no b***h turned to a dog huh dog huh

Drop a bag I serve 'em raw then knock 'em all down

All down

P***y a*s n***a haha yeah

It's on birthday n***a what you talkin' 'bout

Got the camera on me now b***h a*s n***a

But I got somethin' that'll flash you way worser

Ol' b***h a*s n***a I'll dirt him you hear me

You already know how I get down you already know how I'm bomin'

Everything gon' with a beef b***h a*s n***a Blood gang or no gang

You'll be in you'll be in

Ayy what he say

You'll be in or you'll be out what that b***h a*s n***a say

You'll be in and that's on Dump

Yeah b***h a*s n***a you'll get slumped on this side believe that

Yeah what you on foe

Rapper gon' give it back and that's a fact