Enemies

Oh my
Oh my, ayy
Look, look
I smoke dope out the pound, no, I don’t need no zip
If the Henny ain’t V.S.O.P, I won’t sip
If your shorty some shoes, told that ass take a trip
Got two guns with two grips, that’s two shots that won’t miss
I keep a tab on enemies (Enemies)
They prolly think they a friend of me (Friends)
Countin' these bands, need ten of me (Bands)
I feel the hate in your energy (Gang)
Came in this bitch with a fuckin' bag
When you gettin' the dough, it’s not hard to brag (Nah)
I’ve been runnin' these plays, don’t throw a flag (What?)
Most of these niggas is pussy, it make me gag
Came into Marshalls, don’t check the price
Send them bros at your head, like some fuckin' lice
And my heart is at rappin', don’t say it twice (Gang)
I remember the trap, I was rollin' dice
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Who’s gon' make me stop this shit?
, bought the shit
Bro now, he be robbin' shit
Brand new blacked out whip
I’m on my Batman, jeans is Robin shit
Who gon' take this spot from me?
See me out in public, look like I just won the lottery
Your girl say she love me, I say, «Baby girl, don’t lie to me»
What? Huh, niggas be gettin' they bands up
I got your bitch in the Benz truck
I got the head, but I didn’t fuck
I smoke dope out the pound, no I don’t need no zip
If the Henny ain’t V.S.O.P, I won’t sip
If your shorty some shoes, told that ass take a trip
Got two Dutch with two grids, that’s two shots that won’t miss