Lyrics: Keyon Purite/Xzanthus Al-lateef
Music: Keyon Purite/Xzanthus Al-lateef
(Woof)
Back in my bag
(Bag)
I know that they want the shit that I had
(Had)
And I know it's sad
But it's **** all my ops, they wavin' the flag
I came in a Jag
(Woof)
I ran it up not lookin' back
(Huh)
Big racks, gotta walk with a limp
Spit game, boy I talk like a pimp
I been a boss
**** what it cost
You see the drip
Look at me floss
I'm doing numbers and I gotta ball
And I want it all, I can't take a loss
Cuzen,Killa P+Twenty Twenty+Twenty Twenty+Bring backpack rap back, lil nigga stop that's rap cap
I'm on the west eating rap snacks, talk crazy boy get back smacked
I might as well pop my shit, see I might as well ice my wrist
(Look)
I'm in Atlanta, screaming free Ralo, 12 still can't stop shit
(Woof)
See, I want to ball forever
New whip, my interior leather
New chick 'bout to get me together
Cuzen,Killa P+Twenty Twenty+Twenty Twenty+I came up, now these niggas in jealous
(Huh)
Big racks, gotta walk with a limp
Spit game, boy I talk like a pimp
Cuzen,Killa P+Twenty Twenty+Twenty Twenty+Big boss, man these niggas is shrimps
Big dawg, I'm the head of the ship
(Whah)
I had enough of the bullshit
**** all the small talk, n***** ain't doing shit
I know my ops out here plotting to ruin shit
Don’t try to war with the gang, we to equip
(Yeah)
Preachin' like I’m at the pulpit, but we designer the drip, we ain’t wearin' no suits
I wrote this shit with 10 bands in the booth
No cap in my verse, man I swear it’s the truth
I’m tryna grab the 2020 BMW Series 3 and tear out the roof
I’m 'bout to bag yo baby mama, have her pull up to the telly and tear out her cuch-
I got some killas In my bloodline, call it frontline, they ready to shoot
(Whah)
If I got it, my brothers got it too
Dat my brotha, I’ll break it in two
(Sick these n***** think they was ****ing us n****)
Look
I hit up Hershey, he know that I’m working, I’m tryin' make a purchase, he front me the move
Brody trust me and he know how I move
Give em my word, he know I'll do it
Bad lil bih, she sucking dick in my whip and I told her I'll buy her some shoes
She know that my time is money, I tap her and slide, she know I got to much to lose
None of you n***** original
Y’all know I’m up and it’s killing you
I make a call and get rid of you
(Man I got the drop on this n**** right now)
(Whah)
We touching to much money to be
feeling you
Pinnacles own and we going digital
(And we going digital)