Double M, weâre the shooting where your chest at My pinky go rocky My little bitch like where nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the at? Drop a stack, leave him dead he left that So many semi bullet I regret that Scratch that, run it back an A track Nigga, fresh, Rockie Say the police try me I got I know them lame ass niggas gonna this âCause fresh, Rockie Say the police try me I got I know them lame ass niggas copy this
in Chicago with rondo Smoking in fredo condo I just got a new got no time for the convo The way I the gas out the bag Shit real bad You would I had a lawn mow 100 round on the floor the fuck a nigga like me need an alarm for? Pull up on a in a 006 Hit a bullshit, and I can flip a brick quick handbags and a pair of red bottoms And a flight and a dick is a bitch get See me I slide 45 on my side If I lie Iâmma die, Iâm Killer in my eyes, Iâm tryna stay alive If I ride for my Iâm with it Iâm the best, the fresh, get with it 30 clip leave a nigga lip zipped Slutty shit, we live this shit When I first met Rockie my gift was Take a nigga life with the left wrist In the heat of the Iâmma shine light bright Squad on my arm and Iâm balling like But I want rings like Mike You can try but I really donât Drinking lean, finna me a flight I got a new young I like You know Iâm eat the pussy real slight I told boo, come spend the night I got a new coupe you just might like If she let me Iâmma do like vike so I know she like it
Double M, weâre the Still shooting where your at My pinky ring go My little bitch like where that nigga at? Where the racks, the stacks, where the checks at? Drop a stack, him dead where he left that So many semi bullet I regret that Scratch that, run it back an A track Nigga, fresh, Rockie Say the police try me I got I know them ass niggas gonna copy this âCause Iâm fresh, Say the try stopping me I got I know them ass niggas gonna copy this
âCause I came from the And fresh as a bitch Niggas be talking but fuck it, Iâm donât get the swing âcause they not in the pitch I give a fuck, is it wrong to admit? Franklin, Benjamin Wilson Can I for the children? You ever pay bills for your I swear itâs a feeling Like why you think young niggas Is momma worth getting in See, we gotta fight, gotta âCause life is a and it ainât got no muzzle These be barking, they so out of line âCause itâs to stay in the margin Now calling on me But this shit is just And I am not in need of no I am the Are you of the shit that you starting? Are you clear on the Shit getting found and shit getting Please to us in the right tone Weâre just live our life long Get paid on the soul Post up, blunts on the ride home Now I donât know why you wanna start that You be running with us with the top back We can be with a bitch We can her, we ainât gotta ask her to pop that ainât gonna get it You know Iâmma that But I was tryna win And I just hope you that
Double M, the best Still where your chest at My pinky ring go My little bitch like where that nigga at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the at? Drop a stack, leave him dead he left that So semi bullet holes I regret that Scratch that, run it like an A track Nigga, Iâm fresh, Say the try stopping me I got I know them lame ass gonna copy this âCause Iâm fresh, Say the police try me I got I know them lame ass niggas gonna this
Still shooting your chest at My pinky ring go My little bitch like where that fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the at? Drop a stack, leave him dead he left that So many semi bullet I regret that Scratch that, run it back an A track Nigga, Iâm Nigga, fresh