[Tech I used to press my with Stay Flo Sold pieces for my reli, Chasin Now they me with nothin cause I let my pay show So I hop inside of my and let the bass go... On you hatin ass I deserve I get, A creatin cash getter I aint the 2 on the 10 I'm makin vast You bitter, mad Wanna be fakin with us How thinkin they gonna come and conquer us? Little Mini Cooper hatin on a monster Ponder such, I'll have you up in yonder, Not a nare nutta brotha that conjure a... Nothin, Nathin, The Ruger's Inside of ya head is what's soundin like bassin Boom, Bing, All you haters in the game, Strange takin aim Aint a damn sane, I get it in Want drama? Well I can fit it in We can make it so you're no longer a Suction from you We a little dust'n All I'm bringin the bucks in
They leave me with nothin (Huh uh) But they talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I trippin on nothin (Huh uh) They to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me nothin (Huh uh) But they aint about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint trippin on (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
[Big On the it was hot to not to run from the cops I to cop and used to chop And my rocks at Ms. Scott's And on the late at Ms. White's I'm fuckin with Will, We used to fight one night, We came up with Vill Young dump drugs Nigga for meals Young thugs blood itchin for kills Shit was in the field, man This shit was too Lost my homies to shit, man This is for real But nigga, Nowadays the They go hard on the All these pussy niggaz So us real niggaz Not for me no more hoes in the game Since I smell when foldin, man I rollin with some whiskey, Party with me Tell the Feds if they me They aint for me now nigga, Bet they don't get me So all you muthafuckin sucka niggaz wishin me Big homie, Strange Resurrection, I'm
They wanna leave me with (Huh uh) But aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint on nothin (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me with (Huh uh) But aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint trippin on (Huh uh) They come to get me, I'm bustin, (Uh huh)
[Messy All I do is dope and nigga talk bricks Talk with bananas and clips Ride around and smoke kush with the on me Drink champagne bottles with the flower on 'em All that talkin loud get a nigga a hit You see them cherry red Yeah, I'm the shit I bounce out, man I hit 'em up and I'll lock up you We get 'em up I still wear a grill, 10 across the bottom They call me 19-5 cause a got 'em Click-Clack, get yanked on There's been alotta hatin, Since I came a nigga do, homie It's and come with football numbers in the level 4 They wanna bee a dead, man But nathin, Tech fuck muthafuckaz They could hatin
They leave me with nothin (Huh uh) But they talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint trippin on (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me with (Huh uh) But they aint talkin about (Huh uh) So I aint trippin on (Huh uh) They come to get me, I'm bustin, (Uh huh)