3 am sippin' wok, while I'm in the stu
Speaking on my gang, I'ma show you what this Glock do
Hopped up in the Wraith, living lavish, stars up on the roof
Come and take my chain, pussy, I'ma put you on the news
FN with the beam, this shit gonna rip your head off
I'm always with the team, if you ain't one get the fuck on
If your name Emily, sorry bitch, you gotta fuck off
Cause I got history, I do not fuck with you at all
I'm a big boss in these parks, what I say go
Sippin' on codeine, mix it up with the Faygo
All my niggas steppers best believe, they on payroll
Throw you in the woods, now you gone, got a halo
This ain't Scooby-Doo, bitch you history, not a mystery
I was with your shorty in her mouth, like some Listerine
I'ma reckless nigga, trust me, do not test me
Designer on my shirt, nigga, I rock fuckin' palm tees
Yo ex is pussy, drop the lo, but he ain't comin' through
When I catch him up in traffic, I'ma have to up this fuckin' tool
And he gon' try to hit his lick back, but it ain't gonna work
Cause I killed all his brothers and his homies, they all in the dirt
And he gon' fuckin' join them too, cause I'ma put this Glock to work
I'm sorry nigga, I was warnin' you, but it ain't fuckin' work
And now you gone dead, shoulda listened when you had a chance
And now I got your bitch too, and she callin' me her mans
3 am sippin' wok, while I'm in the stu
Speaking on my gang, I'ma show you what this Glock do
Hopped up in the Wraith, living lavish, stars up on the roof
Come and take my chain, pussy, I'ma put you on the news
FN with the beam, this shit gonna rip your head off
I'm always with the team, if you ain't one get the fuck on
If your name Emily, sorry bitch, you gotta fuck off
Cause I got history, I do not fuck with you at all
Nigga want that war, we gon' bring the choppers out
Yo lil' bitch a whore, shorty always passed around
Shoutout Eli Bands, that's my brother, day one
Stayed around while all the other niggas folded on me
SRT and I'm doin' the race, if you run up me you get shot in the face
Stackin' the gwala, the bands, I fuck up the bank, almost like everyday
Dissin the gang get a tag on your toe, I promise that it's no debate
Pull with a chopper, FN, got an artillery in this fuckin' base
Ayy, in this fuckin' base
Fuck stop signs, red lights, I'ma do the race
I got the ZO6 and best believe, I don't use the brakes
In the store, I buy everything, got expensive taste
I'm growin' up and growin' up, so nigga, I'ma set my goals
Crazy how I started doin' better when I dropped these hoes
Stackin' up my cheddar, promise I ain't never goin' broke
Do it for the gang, for my family, for the fuckin' bros
3 am sippin' wok, while I'm in the stu
Speaking on my gang, I'ma show you what this Glock do
Hopped up in the Wraith, living lavish, stars up on the roof
Come and take my chain, pussy, I'ma put you on the news
FN with the beam, this shit gonna rip your head off
I'm always with the team, if you ain't one get the fuck on
If your name Emily, sorry bitch, you gotta fuck off
Cause I got history, I do not fuck with you at all
Bitch