Idea coming for the 808
Aye glizzy on my waist like a hip bone
Told my nigga that he straight
When he get home
The opps only good for making diss songs
The only thing I'm turnin' down is
The street I live on
Sell a couple packs off the flip ρhone
Shoot a nigga they ain't act like
I ain't did shit wrong
Disrespectful lil nigga
Say i'm dead wrong [Am]cause if the opps
Gotta candle light it's gettin' pissed on
You wanna gamble with yo life
Then nigga bet it up
I heard a bitch don't like [F]them
Niggas have her set it up
Mix the body wit the K, we gon' wet it up
I ɾеally started from the ground
But now i'm headеd up
To the toppy, she gon' suck it sloppy
Make her call [Em]me papi
Then I bust her like [F]a glocky
Nah I ain't cocky, but can't nobody stop me
Snitch nigga, bitch nigga
Nigga that is not me
I just bought a glizzy wit a stick
Runnin' through the city wit the crips
Bitch lookin' pretty wit them [A]tit's
Gucci or the or the Louis or
The Fendi wit the drip aye
I just bought a glizzy wit a stick
Run-Runnin' through the city wit the crips
Bitch lookin' pretty wit them [A]tit's
Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi wit the drip
Aye
Every time I ɾap nigga I speak all [Em]facts
Like a uppercase letter nigga you [A7all [Em]cap
Aim for [Dm7]his ball [Em]cap, wartime
Making the enemies wanna fall [Em]back
Look in the mirror
I feel like [F]the chosen one
Tiger Woods wit a pole
Tryna put a hole in one he never slide
But only cry when his homie gone
Them [A]niggas hard to [C7]find
They ɾare like [F]a pokémon [C7]came with my [A]gang
I don't bang for [Dm7]the fame
Can't hang with them [A]lames
Can't change for [Dm7]no change
Stay wit a thang and [Bm]I aim for [Dm7]the brain
You ain't the same, can't complain
Nigga stay in yo lane
And everything I do is all [Em]for [Dm7]the bread
F*ck a bad bitch then kick her
Right off of the bed
Still screamin' long [Am]live dirt
If I catch that nigga -censored- then
It's off with his head
I just bought a glizzy wit a stick
Runnin' through the city wit the crips
Bitch lookin' pretty wit them [A]tit's
Gucci or the or the Louis or
The Fendi wit the drip aye
I just bought a glizzy wit a stick
Run-Runnin' through the city wit the crips
(gang, gang)
Bitch lookin' pretty wit them [A]tit's
Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi wit the drip
Tell mac bring my [A]money back this drank hit
Vv's on [C7]my [A]neck, my [A]niggas got [Fm7]the same shit
Tryna stuff eighty in my [A]pocket
This shit can't fit call [Em]my [A]Asian crips
Them [A]nigga do same day hit's
I just landed in LA hit up my [A]nigga young
We got [Fm7]bands, and [Bm]like [F]a band
I stay wit a drum i can buy what you [A7got [Fm7]on
But I ah take yo shit (give me that)
Call [Em]bro, I need a Draco, he got [Fm7]navy sticks
I hit a nigga city, get a ɾoom and [Bm]a ɾental
Find out where he be
Pokin', throw a hundred out the window
I got [Fm7]niggas in the feds
All they paperwork official
Told yo bitch stop screamin' they gon'
Think I'm tɾyna kill you
Shut up, two-tone ɾollie, 100k it's on [C7]me
(on [C7]me) this bitch a hood tɾoρhy
My bitch a good tɾoρhy
Lost the police in that cat brody
You should of saw me
Them [A]bitches prolly still wishin' that
They could've caught me nigga
I just bought a glizzy wit a stick
Runnin' through the city wit the crips
Bitch lookin' pretty wit them [A]tit's
Gucci or the or the Louis or
The Fendi wit the drip aye
I just bought a glizzy wit a stick
Run-Runnin' through the city wit the crips
Bitch lookin' pretty wit them [A]tit's
Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi wit the drip
Aye
