Kel-Tec piece three feet tall
Running these streets, we ain’t even crawl
Chopper go and eat, hidden from y’all
Raised on the east, no front yard
Hundred-round drum, you gon’ run out of ammo
Knife on the gun, we’ll rob a nigga bando
.223 with a spike like Rambo
Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch, I’ma get in the backbone
Big bag on me, I don’t put tax on
Pickin’ up OG right up on Flat Shoals
Glock, no safety, nigga, what your MAC on?
These niggas bitin’ my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin’ them tags on Vlone
Geeked up, rockin’ my shades like poker, poured up, sippin’ on Act’, no Keystone
Yeah, diamonds on me
I got the Wock’ and I got the tree
Niggas be hatin’, they envying me
I keep the bands on me, oh (Bands)
Yeah, Patek (Patek)
Flashy, put ice on my neck
Just one-night fucked and I left (I fucked)
Now, lil’ bitch, I slept, uh (Now, lil’ bitch)
Niggas be cappin’, they lying (Lying)
Big Backwood, I’m flying (I’m flying)
Kel-Tec piece, you dying (Brrt)
Need my bands, it’s time (Band, oh)
Shoot at you (Slidin’ through)
Damn
Kel-Tec piece three feet tall
Running these streets, we ain’t even crawl
Chopper go and eat, hidden from y’all
Raised on the east, no front yard
Hundred-round drum, you gon’ run out of ammo
Knife on the gun, we’ll rob a nigga bando
.223 with a spike like Rambo
Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch, I’ma get in the backbone
Big bag on me, I don’t put tax on
Pickin’ up OG right up on Flat Shoals
Glock, no safety, nigga, what your MAC on?
These niggas bitin’ my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin’ them tags on Vlone
Geeked up, rockin’ my shades like poker, poured up, sippin’ on Act’, no Keystone
Steppin’ in public, that lean in my body (My body)
I take your ho to the tropics
Hey, takin’ these doses of molly
Hey, bitch, I’m the shit like a potty
Rock with TheActivist, no, you can’t lean on me
Hop on a flight and I switch up the scenery
I know he pussy, that boy ain’t no kin to me (Pussy, pussy)
Chopper, no safety just for the enemies (Enemies)
Niggas be talkin’ for internet (Internet)
No, I was never too into that (Too into that)
Ayy, Maison Margiela, been into that
And that lil’ bitch so thick, she fit in that (She thick, she thick)
Ayy, pray for the extras (Extras)
Put that lil’ ho on a stretcher
Chopper, it’s gon’ get to bustin’ like Vectors
Keep me some weed, codeine, and extras
Kel-Tec piece three feet tall
Running these streets, we ain’t even crawl
Chopper go and eat, hidden from y’all
Raised on the east, no front yard
Hundred-round drum, you gon’ run out of ammo
Knife on the gun, we’ll rob a nigga bando
.223 with a spike like Rambo
Too third-degree, beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch, I’ma get in the backbone
Big bag on me, I don’t put tax on
Pickin’ up OG right up on Flat Shoals
Glock, no safety, nigga, what your MAC on?
These niggas bitin’ my swag like Soulja, nigga been poppin’ them tags on Vlone
Geeked up, rockin’ my shades like poker, poured up, sippin’ on Act’, no Keystone
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