Double M, the best Still shooting your chest at My pinky ring go My little like where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, the stacks, where the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he that So many semi bullet I regret that Scratch that, run it back like an A Nigga, fresh, Rockie Say the police try me I got I know them lame ass niggas copy this Iâm fresh, Rockie Say the try stopping me I got I know them lame ass niggas copy this
Iâm in Chicago with dope in fredo condo I got a new Rolex 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 What the fuck a like me need an alarm for? up on a strip in a 006 Hit a switch bullshit, and I can flip a brick Couple handbags and a of red bottoms And a flight and a is what a bitch get See me when I 45 on my side If I lie Iâmma die, rich in my eyes, Iâm just tryna stay alive If I for my side Iâm with it the best, Iâm the fresh, get with it 30 clip leave a nigga lip zipped Slutty shit, we live this shit When I first met my gift was this Take a nigga life with the right wrist In the heat of the night Iâmma light bright Squad on my arm and Iâm balling LeBron But I want rings like Mike You can try but I really donât lean, finna catch me a flight I got a new bitch I like You know Iâm tryna eat the real slight I told juice boo, spend the night I got a new coupe that you just like If she let me through do like vike Maybach so I know she it
M, weâre the best Still shooting where chest at My pinky ring go My little bitch where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he that So many semi 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 niggas copy this âCause fresh, Rockie Say the try stopping me I got I know them lame ass niggas copy this
I came from the dope And Iâm fresh as a Niggas be talking but fuck it, Iâm They donât get the âcause they not in the pitch I give a fuck, is it wrong to admit? Benjamin Franklin, Wilson Can I for the children? You ever pay bills for your I swear itâs a feeling Like why you think young hustle? Is momma getting in trouble See, we fight, gotta scuffle âCause life is a and it ainât got no muzzle These niggas be barking, so out of line âCause harder to stay in the margin Now they on me But this shit is just And I am not in need of no I am the Are you aware of the shit that you Are you clear on the Shit getting found and getting lost Please to us in the right tone Weâre just live our life long Get paid on the soul Post up, smoke blunts on the ride Now I donât even know why you wanna that You should be with us with the top back We can be overseas a bitch We can french her, we ainât ask her to pop that Niggas gonna get it You Iâmma guess that But I was only win And I just hope you that
M, weâre the best Still shooting where chest at My pinky go rocky My little bitch where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him where he left that So many semi bullet holes I that Scratch that, run it like an A track Nigga, fresh, Rockie Say the try stopping me I got I know them lame ass niggas copy this âCause fresh, Rockie Say the try stopping me I got I them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
Still shooting your chest at My pinky go rocky My little bitch where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the at? Drop a stack, leave him where he left that So semi bullet holes I regret that Scratch that, run it back like an A Nigga, Iâm Nigga, Iâm