Nigga wasn't taking me serious so I hit the gas now this shit getting bigger than ever
I'll spend a bag on my bro I know that they got me them young niggas down with whatever
And I'm really popping they like when I put it together
Look like I stepped in Coachella
And free and my niggas in prison just waiting on a letter
Know we locked in forever
Nigga wasn't taking me serious so I hit the gas now this shit getting bigger than ever
I'll spend a bag on my bro I know that they got me them young niggas down with whatever
And I'm really popping they like when I put it together
Look like I stepped in Coachella
And free and my niggas in prison just waiting on a letter
Know we locked in forever
I tried to give em the game but they missing it
Steady running they mouth and ain't listening
Got to keep me a rod like a fisherman
When they start up new problems I finish it
I'm smart as fuck but I'll still a get ignorant
We bout murder for real so don't mention it
Pull her hair to the side when she licking it
Came from the dirt and I know that they digging it uh yea
She know I'm lit she want to ride the wave
Talking disrespectful nigga gone die today I mean right away
On my mama this shit serious
Ain't come to yo show but gone pack out your funeral telling you shit get real
Watch for the snakes in the field
I gave it all that I had they didn't take me serious so I'm on they ass
I spent yo rent on these shoe the bottom be red I stepped on a pad
Skrt skrt hit the gas
Just know forever never last
They like to see you doing bad but I'm in that mode and focus on cash
Nigga wasn't taking me serious so I hit the gas now this shit getting bigger than ever
I'll spend a bag on my bro I know that they got me them young niggas down with whatever
And I'm really popping they like when I put it together
Look like I stepped in Coachella
And free and my niggas in prison just waiting on a letter
Know we locked in forever
Nigga wasn't taking me serious so I hit the gas now this shit getting bigger than ever
I'll spend a bag on my bro I know that they got me them young niggas down with whatever
And I'm really popping they like when I put it together
Look like I stepped in Coachella
And free and my niggas in prison just waiting on a letter
Know we locked in forever