Ayy, hold on
Man, man, ayy
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Lil' weird ass bitches
Hold on
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Can't fuck with y'all, just turn up my music
This nigga gangster up on his computer
Gon' pull up on folks
And show how we do it
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Can't fuck with y'all, just turn up my music
This nigga gangster up on his computer
Gon' pull up on folks
And show how we do it
Gang, internet talking, you niggas is into that
We pull up blow his brain, blow it back
Caught the nigga at the store, never lack
Headshot man down, yeah, that's a pack
Pull up on his block, make his head rock
Yeah, yeah, pussy nigga try to run
Get his ass shot
Yeah, yeah, nigga don't run from me
Headshot man down like Ricky
Long live Von, long live Nipsey
Them some real niggas, no phony
Gang, you niggas is gangster up on his computer
Niggas stop
You niggas is gangster up on this computer
Niggas stop
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Can't fuck with y'all, just turn up my music
This nigga gangster up on his computer
Gon' pull up on folks
And show how we do it
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Can't fuck with y'all, just turn up my music
This nigga gangster up on his computer
Gon' pull up on folks
And show how we do it
Ayy, this nigga running his mouth
It's amazing what he'd do for the clout
Sendin' tweets, he better hush his mouth
If lil' bro mad, he gon' punch you out
Ayy, niggas got guns, only shoot on the first
Same niggas dissin' same ones in the dirt
Nigga only clean when he land in the hearse
Ayy, put his ass in the dirt
I only talk money cause I really make bands
Buddy ass a bitch, heard he's scared to use hands
Talkin' bout Buddy, man, his ass was a fan
Sippin' fake lean while the nigga poppin' fake Xans
Told bro, chill out, you gon' die
Bro told me, hold on, I'm gettin' high
Niggas always dissin' on the guys
Till a nigga runnin' up, now them niggas look fried
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Can't fuck with y'all, just turn up my music
This nigga gangster up on his computer
Gon' pull up on folks
And show how we do it
Can't trust nobody, on god my niggas with me
And I know how some of them do it
Hang with some grimy's, I hang with some slimy's
So all my niggas stay getting into it
Some of y'all goofies and some of y'all hoes
Can't fuck with y'all, just turn up my music
This nigga gangster up on his computer
Gon' pull up on folks
And show how we do it