歌词
[Intro]
17
D-Roc
Look
[Chorus]
Pull up in my convertible, still ain't lookin' like I'm richer
Dior fit straight out the stores, still look like I'm out them trenches
Still in there, still deal wit' cos, still gon' send them ****in' hitters
Know I be on hella ****, still on drank but found my rhythm
***** niggas can't still keep up with me
He been killin' shit, but still can't **** with me
I got slimes that bang that fire, but still gon' shoot for free
Turned, can't control me, no, I'm on ****, ****, ****
[Verse 1]
I don't let shit go, I say, “No, no, no"
I just bought a brand new Glock and it ain't come up out the stoe'
If a opp try to block me off, I shoot this ***** right on the road
I keep drugs inside my body and won't let 'em take my soul
Uh, uh, **** pack, nigga look like he selling ****
Pistol totin' ass nigga, keep that pole, huh
Check his swag, he act bad with these hoes, huh
Killed that nigga 'bout that dissing, bet they know now
He wan' just be like his cousin Meechy, real ****in' slime
He wan' be just like that nigga Yeezy, he wan' rolls huh
He just wan' be real ****in' Shiesty like his uncle, huh?
He just wan' be real ****in' icey like he Santa son
He say he don't wanna be nobody, he wan' be Lil Top
He say he don't give a **** about it, just give him the guap
He say, “Yall could make an album 'bout it, just don't ****in' try”
Get the ****in' industry on his side, he still gon' die
[Chorus]
Pull up in my convertible, still ain't lookin' like I'm richer
Dior fit straight out the stores, still look like I'm out them trenches
Still in there, still deal wit' cos, still gon' send them ****in' hitters
Know I be on hella ****, still on drank but found my rhythm
***** niggas can't still keep up with me
He been killin' shit, but still can't **** with me
I got slimes that bang that fire, but still gon' shoot for free
Turned, can't control me, no, I'm on ****, ****, ****
[Verse 2]
****in' on yo' ho
Know they can't control me, prolly spit on that lil hoe, *****
Put me back in jail and I was still in there on ****
Know that we don't give no ****, try splittin' him on the road
Yeah, that my bro
Who be out the window? Mike Amiri, know I put it on
Bucking, kill to jail, don't kill me and they know I let it known
I'ma flex somethin', told the ***** don't call my phone
Sent the blitz on 'em, run 'em down like bam, bam, bam
Don't give a **** 'bout who up here, we could shoot it down
Don't give a **** 'bout if you wit it, you a part of the crowd, clown
Kill 'em down while you up here wit' that blicky make a sound
We gon' probably catch em smokin' loud, ridin' round in a
[Chorus]
Pull up in my convertible, still ain't lookin' like I'm richer
Dior fit straight out the stores, still look like I'm out them trenches
Still in there, still deal wit' cos, still gon' send them ****in' hitters
Know I be on hella ****, still on drank but found my rhythm
***** niggas can't still keep up with me
He been killin' shit, but still can't **** with me
I got slimes that bang that fire, but still gon' shoot for free
Turned, can't control me, no, I'm on ****, ****, ****
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