Fan

Yeah, yeah, These ni*gas ain't like that and they know it too

What you know bout hopin out no mask on the opps know it's you

That don't matter, brains splatter

Channel 5, Channel 2

He ain't survive to tell`em who

I learned from the streets that sh*t get heat the opps will tell on you

Whole lotta ni*gas dead the other scared and the rest vegetables

Shiner from the island off riata yeah I'm reputable

All you known for is f**kin` up yo bag wreckin` on the gram

Posted up the whole next week and a half

I'm tryna do`em bad simple sh*t that ni*gas never grasp

That's why they never last ni*gas be surviving never live

Don't keep what they kill scared to death cause they know we for real

Fat boy grab the wheel 2 calls later find out where he live

He bet not be here all he seen that drac swing in his face and then he dissaper

Quicker than a brick of clear we put sh*t up like chandeliers

I wonder what ni*gas think when they make posts hopin I see`em

And next post they snot nose face tore up grievin`

A Dior shirt and Amiri jeans ain't never stop no bleedin`

A ni*ga do a whole lotta talkin ain't never shot no people

You took advice from an angel found out later maybe it was a demon

In case they sayin that they seen me I got lawyer paid we'll beat it

A perfect way to Friend a snake to find a rat to feed`em

I ain't never ever made a ni*ga ever feel like I need`em

My daddy a gangster ain't no way that I'll disgrace`em

If you slid and ain't bake`em ain't no way I'm posed to pay you

It's rules they keep on breakin` so we keep givin` out spankings

And blood is how you thanks us or pay lawyers for them cases

My young ni*gas is anxious but he patient when he waitin`

Jump out the car and chase`em on the way he up his ranking

And we move like you get more chances at life when you take it

He was gangster till he caught a case and the he wrote a statement

Ion thank you, where you did it at

Stinked out spit`em at cooked it up and made a bigger batch where yo killers at

Street sh*t happen you straight to the net ain't shot nun yet

I know seein` me shinin hurt yo chest think you playin` chess

But playin` games out here gon` get you stretched Imma throw a tech

I wonder what ni*gas think when they make posts hopin` I see`em

And next post they snot nose face tore up grievin`

A Dior shirt and Amiri jeans ain't never stop no bleedin`

A ni*ga do a whole lotta talkin` ain't never shot no people

You took advice from an angel found out later maybe it was a demon

In case they sayin` that they seen me I got lawyer paid we'll beat it

A perfect way to Friend a snake to find a rat to feed`em

I ain't never ever made a ni*ga ever feel like I need`em