(d. a. got that dope) NLE the Top Shotta Brr, brr Ayy, ayy
I wanna relax and chill, but I'm like, "Where do I go? " The shit I imagined done unfolded, my dreams came true Who would've knew? Youngest nigga in the clique with the juice A couple troops, they come in twos, . 223s at your crew We give a fuck 'bout what he said, I just care 'bout where he at Put the Glock right to his neck, we gon' take a nigga breath Don't you stare wrong at my bro, off the 30s, I call it heroin Keep your head on, they say I'm dead wrong, I live like teflon Scared of who? Scared of you? You bleed just like I do (You bleed just like I do) Couple sticks up in this coupe, it ain't no cockin', we shoot it (Ain't no cockin', we shoot it) Meditated like a Buddhist, I done knocked some Medusas (I done knocked some Medusas) I ain't gotta walk in the gym, but they know I'm the shooter (Bitch, you know I'm the shooter) Fell in love, fell outta love, but fuck it, I'm paid (Come on) Would she suck me the same if I had minimum wage? (Come on) Do you look at me as opportunity or a phase? (A phase) How the fuck you say you love me, but I'm stuck in my ways? She suckin' dick, she fuckin' dick just for the clout and the fame My brother knocked a nigga head off, he asked for a chain It's part of the game, revenge always heal the pain Speak on my name, the last nigga did, he can't type the same Patrollin' and rollin', I sent the pack off Motorola I'm dopin', I'm dozin', I'm sleepin' on Versace sofas He bogus, don't know him, we poppin' at him like a soda Play with your life like it's poker, we give him joker, then we dose him I raise my vibration, I'm elevated, I got patience I changed my cadence, I paid it, they say I sound like I'm Jamaican I know they hate it, they see I made it, I put it in they faces Segregated from all the hatred, I'm protecting the space
Take a ride with me, won't worry no more (Won't worry no more) 'Cause we gon' make it to the top (We gon' make it to the top) Pull a straight-eight off the lot (Straight-eight off the lot) We gon' execute the plot (Execute the plot) Get the juice and all the guap (Get the juice and all the guap, put your faith up on that mission) Shots fired, man down, woah-woah, woah (We gon' leave him swimmin' with the fishes, put him in the ditches) Ayy, a hundred rounds, a hundred clowns, we gun 'em down, woah (Gun 'em down) , ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Thug to the bone when I'm clutchin' my chrome, you already know what I'm on I go do a song, I get in my zone, now she wanna suck on my bone I'm high as the fuck, I feel like a cone, I just hope I make it home I thought I missed the shot, I hit him right on the dot, I made him stop, ayy How many shots, et cetera, cetera, 'til my gun had to stop? Ayy This is no Beretta-'retteta, this is a glizzy Glock, ayy Scared of who? Scared, scared of what? Bitch, you ain't scarin' nothin' One pop, he pop, we pop, we crash Get back to the car, you know we gon' flash You heard what I said, better go do the dash Better not crash, don't drive too fast Swerve in the Scat', then I'm on your ass Drive on a ten-speed, put on your mask Hop out the car, I'ma dump the whole mag, we gon' blast
Take a ride with me, won't worry no more (Won't worry no more) 'Cause we gon' make it to the top (We gon' make it to the top) Pull a straight-eight off the lot (Pull a straight-eight off the lot) We gon' execute the plot (We gon' execute the plot) Get the juice and all the guap (Get the juice and all the guap, nigga, go back up on that mission) Shots fired, man down, woah-woah, woah (Pick him up, pick your dawg up, nigga) Ayy, a hundred rounds, a hundred clowns, we gun 'em down, woah
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