Got 2
I dont know about you but im about to run up on
This nigga ya heard


DONT DO IT
But i got to
You know my niggas gotta eat
Look nigga dont do it
But i got to
Run up on you with the heat
Look imma get the knife
The gun the sword
My boys My hood my city
Ya bitch she with me we rich thats Filthy
My click they guilty my fam they built me
Tell these crackas come and get me

Had to throw knuckles just so i can know de way around my way gotta watch out gotta watch out
What you say how i pay
Never fair like hoppin over for the train
How i play never fair like taking all toys for me
What i say
LiL that little hater laying flat run yo pockets
Hit my line you won't get a quarter back
Baretta Blat 9 clap
I be trying to be safety kick back from the Eagle
Take the Tom outta Brady Look
Always intentional niggas keep it traditional
Yeah you talk in the fictional bring my words
In the physical Black is beauty yeah my people
Nutritional try to kill us with chemicals Oooh
Dont let me get biblical here i go
Mystical with the sword like asta
Imposters need grimoire's for the boy
Comparing is obsolete talking you buy in bulk
College sell it for cheap return fire watch these
Crackas speed dial police
Pleaseee with three E's these G's will get Z's bad bitches get D my tongue capital P her ass capital B
And everything i SEE why im the bad guy
Since im i in my team
I see freddy everyday because im living my dreams
Niggas mad i see why because they living as queens
I keep a mask just in case i gotta rob and scheme
I see the gleam she grab her purse and scream
Like Get the dog  yeah im off the leash
In cities Niggas starving yeah we gotta feast
My gang like levaithen they say my niggas deep
Ain't nobody hiring thats why we in streets
My lines parkour over roof tops
Foot on her soul put her back you the shoe box
I throw it up it hit the net like nude shots
Im great but they play foul big mack for them M's
I will smile

DONT DO IT
But i got to
You know my niggas gotta eat
Look nigga dont do it
But i got to
Run up on you with the heat
Look imma get the knife
The gun the sword
My boys My hood my city
Ya bitch she with me we rich thats Filthy
My click they guilty my fam they built me
Tell these crackas come and get me


Imma bout to leave you on the asphalt
The cash vault
I told you that was yo ass fault
I be on a grand scheme i dont do lean
Got these crackas begging like a damn Feen
And im too dope and too potent
Dont get my revolver smoking
Got them broken and hoppin put the
Potion in motion got white girl playing in the snow
Like Frozen
Licences to carry so im brandishing mines
She holding my sword i got the bitch
Vanishing lines
Ooh shit
Dont do it  but i got to
Dont do it  but i got to
So give it here nigga but i got to
Yeah

DONT DO IT
But i got to
You know my niggas gotta eat
Look nigga dont do it
But i got to
Run up on you with the heat
Look imma get the knife
The gun the sword
My boys My hood my city
Ya bitch she with me we rich thats Filthy
My click they guilty my fam they built me
Tell these crackas come and get me