WALK IN

Walk in that bitch wit' the stick on me
Who want the smoke we gon' shoot at ya big homie
That nigga know I got his bitch on me
Left her alone 'cause my hoe 'bout to trip on me
I can’t walk out the house unless I got the blick
'Cause a opp nigga say he put 10 on me
Call up my nigga D he say he on the way
And I know that he ain’t finna switch on me
Whole lotta racks in this bitch, I been ballin'
Since I was a young nigga, ain’t never had shit
Now they playin' my shit
Nigga I had to sleep on the floor, I ain’t sleep on no mattress
If a opp say he uppin' the score then I’m uppin' the pole
I ain’t just on no rap shit
These niggas just be out her rappin', cappin'
That get you put in a caption, laughin'
Know I gotta stay true to my shit
Pockets blu than a bitch like I’m bangin' on 60
And the opps tryna see how I live
Put that shit on my kid you gon' die when this shit blow
You could die 'bout some money or takin' my shit
I ain’t shootin' shit over a bitch though
You can’t tell on the gang or we gon' be outside wit' the shit
Tryna see where that shit go
Into it wit' us
You better move out wit' yo kids
These young niggas know how I live
I catch me a body, I won’t get to posting 'bout shit
Nobody gon' know what I did
Call up my niggas, got foe nem outside of yo crib
Walk out and we shootin' yo shit
Load up that Glock, got 32 up in the clip
Nobody gon think I’m a lick
Gang, gang, gang
They know what it is
They know we gon' pop shit
You would think I’m a chef in the kitchen
Like it’s Benihana, I stay wit' a chopstick
Heard a opp got his tool snatched by his mama
But he know he wasn’t gon' drop shit
You would think I’m a janitor
I wipe the block down when I pull up that mopstick
Imma be in it forever
I came out the GOAT
And all these years later ain’t shit change
You wanna know what I know
Have a talk wit' yo hoe
And see what’s on yo bitch
Told my shawty these niggas be hoes
I keep me a pole
'Cause these niggas been lame
And I don’t give a fuck what you did
Nigga you better duck when that muhfuckin' blick aim
Walk in wit' it on me
Bitch you gon' die by ya lonely
'Cause niggas ain’t really ya homie
They don’t even know me
You wit' it? Then you gotta show me
Put 8 in ya chest like Kobe
That get back strong
I’m tryna see what’s goin' on
You try me, it’s shots at ya dome
We shoot up ya home
Told her don’t hit up my phone
I’m up in this bitch in the zone
Wanna talk that shit
Nigga you want smoke?
We pull up on them niggas and pop out
Tryna say I’m a bitch
Lil' bro I pulled up on yo ass
You ain’t wanna rock out
How the fuck is you gang
I told you I’m beatin' yo ass
You pullin' a Glock out
Why you say you a trapper
Boy yo mama beatin' yo ass if you ever drop out
Walk in wit' that shit on me
Aimin' for yo head
Heard the opps say I got hits on me
Bitch I still ain’t dead
How the fuck he say he slidin'?
Drop the addy, now he scared
He ain’t ridin' wit' his niggas
He get caught he turnin' fed
Diss on the gang, bitch we on some hot shit
Bring up the bag, he changin' the topic
He talkin' hot 'til lil' bro get his block hit
He get to reachin', you know imma pop shit
Lil' nigga I been YBF and that shit to the death
Nigga talk out his neck, imma shoot like I’m Steph
Tryna earn me a stripe like a muhfuckin' ref
Nigga talkin' too hot, don’t you come in my section
Bitch, young nigga keep me a weapon
Run up on me, you get hit wit' that Smith & Wesson
Ain’t a opp, turn a nigga to Harden, he get to steppin'
Nigga want it, I’m gettin' TECs in