Catch Up
At the top it’s just us niggas lame tell em catch up
I’m in traffic with the 50 I don’t need no fuckin backup
Free my nigga Mir he put a nigga on a T-Shirt
Yo lil hoe just sucked my dick I don’t know why you’d want to keep her
If we catch em we gon scratch em tell then niggas we ain’t playin fair
Police on my ass I took them from the L to Bellaire
I said fuck the field ima juug till I make it
Shorty let me hold his gun he ain’t know I’m finna take it
Baby I’m that nigga and my niggas run the west
33 shots we trynna test out that vest
She said Kody you dat nigga let me fuck before you blow up
Big Berto pack in the air I’m finna roll up
Finessing niggas I ain’t trynna punch a fuckin clock
I stay on my grind bitch I feel like Tony Hawk
I came in with a cool hunnid walkin with a limp
Blue hunnids in my pocket baby I don’t even crip
All the shit I done did the devil told me I’m the man
My bitch steady trippin cause I pop to many xans
Took a bullet to the back them niggas thought they upped the score
I ain’t have no shells I sent yo bitch to the store
Money talkin baby all I hear is transactions
My lil niggas Droppin rakes and they really bout that action
I’m in Cali pourin 4s boy this lean got me lazy
If I hit that pussy once that lil bitch gon go crazy
I made sacrifices told my momma just be patient
I don’t fuck with these niggas you would think I was a racist
I walk out the mall flexin I look better then your pops
Montana in this bitch so we bussin at the oops
From the city to the burbs from the burbs to the city
Bitch I earned my stripes if it’s up then get with me
Catch me OT with Chxpo and the gang
I been itching for a body ima let the choppa sang
I got yeezys on my feet I’m in Cleveland with the heat
She wanna have my kids I’m like bitch it ain’t that deep