Ayy, ayy, these niggas stupid ask' about me, hundred rounds up in this chop
How the f*ck these niggas gangsta? Saw them tiktok on the low
I ain't never joined a gang, but I still let this choppa bang
Stilo hit him with that automatic, fire burnt his' face
Niggas know what I be on, I keep my distance, f*ck the peace
I be outside with the gang, we like the homeless in the streets
I just booked another plate, my niggas know I gotta eat
We like piranhas in the seas, we f*ckin' up the biggest beast
Niggas bitches on the period, watch these pussy niggas bleed
Heard they talkin' to the Jake's, we split shit up, ain't changin' lanes
Had to take another loss, to show these niggas how to win
No controla on the switch, ain't talkin' drake, but he got hit
Had to run it on myself, I used to starve myself to sleep
I ain't never loved a bitch, I told that bitch tricks are for kids
Who the f*ck you say you was? Ain't heard you , don't tell me now
I ain't got to many opps , cause half them pussy from the heart
Damn, you really miss your brudda ? Let me send you to the sky
Damn, you really miss your cousin? Nigga never comin' back
I had to put my choppa down, salute it, never let me down
I'm just tryna get this money, blue bills cycle through my head
Told my mama that I love her, in case I never make it back
I've been posted with them crips , but raised with bloods who wipe your mouth
I ain't never went to school, they kicked me out for skippin' class
I told her, baby, I'ma star , I lit the pussy, watch it shine
Too much mutuals in the city, why these niggas beefin' now
City full of f*ckin' hate, but I still claim it till I die
I ain't ever show no fake love, I can't keep mine in disguise
I ain't ever show no fake love, I can't keep mine in disguise
These niggas pointin' all them fingers, snitches get to stitches
This choppa fully automatic, swing it, get to rippin
Don't care about the f*ckin' media, niggas go' on there to lie
They be posted ' with them straps , but how the f*ck these niggas dying
I ain't never play no gangster, niggas know what I be on
I got the baddest of the baddest, I ain't trippin' bout a ho
You can go and ask your bitch, like, how the f*ck she know me mijo
Y'all can keep on acting gangster, I got bread to buy your hood