(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)(Man, what?)Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switchesNiggas lyingHit my DM like they killas, niggas really ain't outsideAll these rappers act like killas, I be trying to bite my prideI be cool dog, but fuck that, aye Zu post up outsideWho told these niggas that they gang and they can hang?That shit be strangeI be there then I'll pull off, my entourage will take your brainWe put switches on them glizzyswe ain't even got no time to aimIf you snitch your ass can't come back 'roundwe ain't that type of gangYou got your gun and you be posting on the 'GramI can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you will tellIn these streets you really gotta watch them niggasthat shit realI shot dice with millionaires, so I don't really gamble Zellethese niggas goofyWe gon' pop out on our feet, who out the roofthat shit the truthAin't gonna speak on other cities but Chi-raq, that shit a zooPop a pill and ride around with yo killas, that's the move2015 killers talk 'bout who they kill, that shit be newPut yo mask on (That's facts)This that striker shit for surePut some tags on (Go do it)If yo ass got a bag, put your guys on (Put your guys on)Brodie got locked up for a body he ain't dohe got lied on (That's true)Roll your blunt upAin't no gas inside that steamerGet 'em to stuntin' usPop outside with two thirties, look like nunchucksJust to get inside I'll probably give your guns up(You a dumb fuck)(Man, what?)Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switchesNiggas lyingHit my DM like they killas, niggas really ain't outsideAll these rappers act like killas, I be trying to bite my prideI be cool dog, but fuck that, aye Zu post up outsideWho told these niggas that they gang and they can hang?That shit be strangeI be there then I'll pull off, my entourage will take your brainWe put switches on them glizzyswe ain't even got no time to aimIf you snitch your ass can't come back 'roundwe ain't that type of gangI never fucked with nan one of y'allDon't put that on my nameYou ain't lit, you did a little fraud and wentand bought a chainI'ma stick out like a sore thumbAin't none of us the sameI came up inside a dog houseMy mom gave me the gameI bossed everyone up around mehow the fuck y'all gon' complain?Know my opps never gon' catch meI'm riding bulletproof RangeI'm a real big dog on Sparks Street, my apartments go crazyIt's just something about that chopstickwhen that frying pan get shadyI was just dead broke, seem like yesterdayand I'm thanking God that I made itFuck all these fake pages and these clout chasersdon't none of y'all know BabyI'm being calm now, when that time comeI swear I'm playin' straight crazyI'm at the top spot a tossand that's why they gotta pay meY'all lil' niggas move out my wayNiggas bitches, act like they be getting switchesNiggas lyingHit my DM like they killas, niggas really ain't outsideAll these rappers act like killas, I be trying to bite my prideI be cool dog, but fuck that, aye Zu post up outsideWho told these niggas that they gang and they can hang?That shit be strangeI be there then I'll pull off, my entourage will take your brainWe put switches on them glizzyswe ain't even got no time to aimIf you snitch your ass can't come back 'roundwe ain't that type of gang
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(Man, what?)
Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switches
Niggas lying
Hit my DM like they killas, niggas really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killas, I be trying to bite my pride
I be cool dog, but fuck that, aye Zu post up outside
Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang?
That shit be strange
I be there then I'll pull off, my entourage will take your brain
We put switches on them glizzys
we ain't even got no time to aim
If you snitch your ass can't come back 'round
we ain't that type of gang
You got your gun and you be posting on the 'Gram
I can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you will tell
In these streets you really gotta watch them niggas
that shit real
I shot dice with millionaires, so I don't really gamble Zelle
these niggas goofy
We gon' pop out on our feet, who out the roof
that shit the truth
Ain't gonna speak on other cities but Chi-raq, that shit a zoo
Pop a pill and ride around with yo killas, that's the move
2015 killers talk 'bout who they kill, that shit be new
Put yo mask on (That's facts)
This that striker shit for sure
Put some tags on (Go do it)
If yo ass got a bag, put your guys on (Put your guys on)
Brodie got locked up for a body he ain't do
he got lied on (That's true)
Roll your blunt up
Ain't no gas inside that steamer
Get 'em to stuntin' us
Pop outside with two thirties, look like nunchucks
Just to get inside I'll probably give your guns up
(You a dumb fuck)
(Man, what?)
Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switches
Niggas lying
Hit my DM like they killas, niggas really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killas, I be trying to bite my pride
I be cool dog, but fuck that, aye Zu post up outside
Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang?
That shit be strange
I be there then I'll pull off, my entourage will take your brain
We put switches on them glizzys
we ain't even got no time to aim
If you snitch your ass can't come back 'round
we ain't that type of gang
I never fucked with nan one of y'all
Don't put that on my name
You ain't lit, you did a little fraud and went
and bought a chain
I'ma stick out like a sore thumb
Ain't none of us the same
I came up inside a dog house
My mom gave me the game
I bossed everyone up around me
how the fuck y'all gon' complain?
Know my opps never gon' catch me
I'm riding bulletproof Range
I'm a real big dog on Sparks Street, my apartments go crazy
It's just something about that chopstick
when that frying pan get shady
I was just dead broke, seem like yesterday
and I'm thanking God that I made it
Fuck all these fake pages and these clout chasers
don't none of y'all know Baby
I'm being calm now, when that time come
I swear I'm playin' straight crazy
I'm at the top spot a toss
and that's why they gotta pay me
Y'all lil' niggas move out my way
Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switches
Niggas lying
Hit my DM like they killas, niggas really ain't outside
All these rappers act like killas, I be trying to bite my pride
I be cool dog, but fuck that, aye Zu post up outside
Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang?
That shit be strange
I be there then I'll pull off, my entourage will take your brain
We put switches on them glizzys
we ain't even got no time to aim
If you snitch your ass can't come back 'round
we ain't that type of gang
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