(HOOK) Jiles:
A lot of shit I don't fuck with
Eastside gang banging with
The same niggas that I grew with
DP stay with two clips
Like Spike Lee I talk shit
But I ain't 5'6
I'm like Big Meech
And that .22 like Jonah hill
It'll catch a nigga off jump street
That body cold better grab chalk
Was in the streets you on sidewalks
That's all day and that's all y'all
Y'all all game y'all all talk
But I'm with it, knock the shit off ya fitted
We all seen it broad day but if someone ask
No one knows who did it
Luke Bar$:
If I want his head then I ain't passing up.
He would be alive if you ain't gas him up
I ain't here to play boy I be stacking up
Me and all my niggas we some terrorists.
Riding in the hills we playing "Hit Em Up."
I ain't coming home
'Til I reach a hunnid 'mil or sum
Mama call my phone
She asking me what you playing for?
Boy I need a crib on the hills leave that nigga dead.
Mama need a Band and a Benz and some cigarettes.
Imma household name kinda big on the internet.
She know Luka Brasi it don't take too much to get her wet.
Told that bitch I'm with it. Blicky hit his fitted
Gun up in his face now he acting like a Christian.
Flashing on the 'gram that mean he got lil pennies.
Only time I'm politicking when it's for the pressies.
I been chasing ghost all I see is dead faces
I love green and gold you think a nigga racist
FELIX!:
Had to give the city hope man
No I can't forfeit (no way)
I'm just tryna, be up, too rich
So I can't do shit (uh ay)
Been a minute since I bullshit
Nah I ain't see a bliss
Working like I got 2 kids
Got baby blue timbs
Lately I been acting bougie
Been only rocking exclusive
Guess it's something born with
Littest nigga on the corner
She said it's phenomenal, baby, that's only warm up
Bend that ass backwards baby till 4 in the morning
Niggas been acting so backwards
And lately it's kinda alarming
Kay okay, I'm back and baby we just getting started
When I wake up in the morning
Another them bank deposits
I can't let it go
Let it go
I'm in her mouth yeah
You know how it go
Kapital, like I'm the president
You was dead wrong
Vetements this isn't vetements
I'm animal, paranoid
How can you blame my the kid
She ain't coming home
Coming home
I'm Still her favorite
Dangerous dangerous
She with the gang gang yeah
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
How can I maintain yeah
Invada:
And I'm gettin stupid on this shit
Like they done held me back a couple grades
I think niggas might have put a Senzu in my Gatorade
When I pull up anywhere I need a Bentley motorcade,
Put that Thunder on 'em now they gotta C if he OK
I been working like a slave
Tryna make sure they remember my name
Arrogant bitches be fuckin on lames
I cannot do that, boy that is a shame
I came through like I'm the reaper
We not the same boy I am a creature,
True Religion on me like I'm a preacher
Church girl on me her daddy a deacon