Man, them other cowards ain't nothin', man, them niggas GSVs
They ain't active, and they steady
man, man, them niggas lost
Keep on worrying about your bitches
don't be worrying 'bout Lil Tall
Man, I violated them niggas
man, them niggas fallin' off, go
Internet gangsters, all cap up in they movement
JSK, that lil'-ass chain
been robbing for years, you lil'-ass stupid, go
Say they pushin' P, but my youngin bumpin' Drac'
in that fast shit, man, them youngins up the 8th, go
Opps be poppin' Xan’s, but I tell 'em no to drugs
Need to fly they ass out west or catch a box and find a plug
Man, he spent twenty on a chain, know that shit be jhi light
Went baguettey on his pendant
know that shit ain't sittin' right
Soon as I drop, they been waitin', know a nigga comin' trim
Know my kit gon' hit the hardest, go get acres on the hills
God, I took somе losses
but the real gon' always bouncе back
Lawyers paid, I can't talk on phones
for real, it might be tapped, go
Hit that switch up at a crowd, it blow like some mace
All these bitches fuck with Tall
man, I think this nigga gay
Man, them bitches chew that dick
up then go be all in they face
Man, this nigga ain't got no bills
man, this really be for real
When I pop out, shit be GIA, bet your ass could tell
Bony-ass better hit that gym
man, this shit harder than Tank
Go to sleep, I'm havin' bad dreams
I flush shit down the drain
I'm thoroughbred, he a sucker, I done stood under some shit
I'm a robber and a hustler, man, them niggas up there Uuy
Catch they ass up in the mall in public, hit at they medulla
I gotta go, I gotta stay real low, man, his ass done checked
He was grievin', he was loud up on the Creed
his ass got left
He the type of weird lifestyle, I'm the Trojan on the set
Man, he say I'm signed to Roger, he owe Roger ass that bad?
Signed a deal, still ain't got enough
might as well just sell your ass
Details disclosed, I'm gon' worry 'bout these loads
When we hop up out that car, who fall? We gon' finish those
When we hop up out that car
whoever fall, we punish they ass
When I fuck her missionary, she grab my Cuban, I do her bad
Man, the fans realize, that nigga nothin' cut like me
He ain't even in that car, man, this shit be rap beef
Gotta get back to that bangin'
nigga been bangin' his pistol
Free BMoney, he wore no mask
he doin' time and he'll hit you
Free Yung Threat, he hittin' blocks
he hittin' four blocks in one day
Free Young Clutch, he be hittin' shit
he hit shit with that Drac'
Only killin' on the beat, man, them niggas trap Benji whores
Man, they think this shit entertainment
"til them foxes pop that door, go