Can’t remember how to miss
Runnin up I’m on ya six
Fuck a job I got a lick
You ain’t runnin from a blitz
I don’t think you get the gist
I can’t even call it quits
You don’t wanna take the risk
No one else has seen em since, cuz I
Can’t remember how to miss
Runnin up I’m on ya six
Fuck a job I got a lick
You ain’t runnin from a blitz
I don’t think you get the gist
I can’t even call it quits
You don’t wanna take the risk
You ain’t runnin from a blitz
Come put ya life on the line, I’ll make it flat
Boost mobile lemme know where you at
Bitch I might bury the hatchet and dig the shit up
Cuz you thought I was done with the past,
Got a sobriety chip on my shoulder
So all that I’m fuckin spikin is the murder rate
Tell my bitch that I’ll be workin late
You not built like me and you not worth the, wait
Fuck you thought this was I’m in this bitch applyin pressure yuh
Pull up in yo whip and you gon pull out in a stretcher yeah
Bitch I’m comin from the line of scrimmage
Get to double tappin cuz I like the image
Since you askin bout me tryna get dirt
Imma tell your mother she can find you in it
Don’t play
Shit ain’t no game
Used to rock my mama’s gold chain
Selling hoes cane
If you catch me at yo domain
Lock that do’ mane
Fuck a yard you lose yo life behind that line
There’s no gain
Can’t remember how to miss
Runnin up I’m on ya six
Fuck a job I got a lick
You ain’t runnin from a blitz
I don’t think you get the gist
I can’t even call it quits
You don’t wanna take the risk
No one else has seen em since, cuz I
Can’t remember how to miss
Runnin up I’m on ya six
Fuck a job I got a lick
You ain’t runnin from a blitz
I don’t think you get the gist
I can’t even call it quits
You don’t wanna take the risk
You ain’t runnin from a blitz