I don't wanna beak
I don't wanna talk
I don't speak to a man on a beef ting
I jus wanna pull on his street when he sleeping
Kick in through his door make his side bitch freak
Shordie come along
Yeah she ride wit me
Pussy boy you thought
Now we slide wit 3
And I'm rolling wit the 45
I be in the six
Shordie said to go right now for the bricks
Now we run up in your crib
Clipping off the locks
Open up the safe
Checking what he got
Never in my waist
Dat shit in my palm
Dat shit in my palm
Wait
I don't hear him talking
I don't hear him up
He don't know walked in
I be in his room
Now feel like I'm stalking
Tell me where the loot at
Tell me how to rob him
Shordie yeah you been here
He think that you love him
Now he finna wake up
He ain't having nothing
Maybe we should kill him in his sleep he a duppy
He ain't got no business in these streets leave him bloody
Only wit some real ones
I don't like a lot of company
I'm rising way above
And these bums say their done wit me
Y'all stay in the dirt
Imma step wit my Guccis
Y'all could never hurt me
Y'all jus look stupid
I don't wanna beak
I don't wanna talk
I don't speak to a man on a beef ting
I jus wanna pull on his street when he sleeping
Kick in through his door make his side bitch freak
Shordie come along
Yeah she ride wit me
Pussy boy you thought
Now we slide wit 3
And I'm rolling wit the 45
I be in the six
Shordie said to go right now for the bricks
Shordie said to go right now for the lick
That shit on a wave
That shit on a rip
Hold it in his face
Shordie wit the blick
Fuck catching a case
He been on some shit
He be on a way
Same way dat we live
I told shordie rob him
He never expect that
Pussy boy I got him
I jus got my tech back
Hit him in his noggin
Leave him wit a head crack
Like blah
He don't wanna rah rah
He jus wanna hide now
He jus wan apologize
Imma make his mama cry
This shit always do or die
Why would you be in this life
Imma come through at night
Linking up wit Deno
Sniffing some Selena
Say I look like Justin
Hit em wit the Bieber
Bitch I got the heater
Had it round my teachers
Thought I didn't need it
But I be with some demons
I don't wanna beak
I don't wanna talk
I don't speak to a man on a beef ting
I jus wanna pull on his street when he sleeping
Kick in through his door make his side bitch freak
Shordie come along
Yeah she ride wit me
Pussy boy you thought
Now we slide wit 3
And I'm rolling wit the 45
I be in the six
Shordie said to go right now for the bricks
Shordie wanna hold down
Hold him wit the stick
We been on the road now
Rolling through the strip
Got the city on my back
Never lacking when I lift up
I be in your trap
Let you know this a stick up
Imma bring my mans up
Fuck what you heard
Keep talking on the gram
You jus look like a bird
Imma fly when I land
Give my crodie the word
And they gon drop them bands off
Imma go splurge
I don't wanna beak
I don't wanna talk
I don't speak to a man on a beef ting
I jus wanna pull on his street when he sleeping
Kick in through his door make his side bitch freak
Shordie come along
Yeah she ride wit me
Pussy boy you thought
Now we slide wit 3
And I'm rolling wit the 45
I be in the six
Shordie said to go right now for the bricks