Lyricist : Tyquain Bowman/Kentrell Gaulden/Keshawn Lawson/Jack Therier
Composer : Tyquain Bowman/Kentrell Gaulden/Keshawn Lawson/Jack Therier
[Intro]
You know that all blue be her diamond ring
She the finest thing, ah, ah
QRN
[Chorus]
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh
Well, come and see about me
So much **** inside this rental, you can't see from out it
I keep that heat, one in the head, hah
We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it, hah
Got my rachet *****, Miss Connie that's my cleanin' shawty
I shop [?] you get a cut, buy chains
No baby, I can't see you through these Ray-ban frames
It smell like pee, you smokin' **** all on the stage
You know that all blue my vehicles -
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
My favorite opp dead, sister talk too much, no I don't like the *****
Lul Timmy rollеd her brother up, got steppеd on in some Nike kicks
Up an swing that cutter round, hit 'em and his wife and kids
Jump Out Gang, my brother Thug and Sosa Gang, some slimey niggas
Wokhardt, don't nobody drink from out my soda cup
**** a cop car, we gon' bend the corner, we gon' buss 'em up
I'm livin' life just like a rockstar
Claymore by his door, up, got to blow 'em up
Ah ha, I don't see shit funny, we stepped on your brother
Steady steppin', steady flexin', come and up the score
Lil DoubleO tote Smith and Wesson
Whole hunnid shots missed at the show, yall niggas must be ****in' cappin'
I'm smokin' za pack out the O, he was a stepper but got stepped on
That other rapper his big bro, it been a year we still ain't vanished
I made three hundred off of ****, ain't did a show but I'm still havin'
**** 300, TK4 that's what I'm reppin', spell it backwards
Extension pokin' out my clothes, y'all niggas know it ain'y no lackin'
I'm in the Nola wit' them smackers
[Chorus]
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh
Well, come and see about me
So much **** inside this rental, you can't see from out it
I keep that heat, one in the head, hah
We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it, hah
Got my rachet *****, Miss Connie that's my cleanin' shawty
I shop [?] you get a cut, buy chains
No baby, I can't see you through these Ray-ban frames
It smell like pee, you smokin' **** all on the stage
You know that all blue my vehicles -
[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Look, I keep my eye right on the timer
Quando, your momma like my momma
Got buku choppas for some problems
Point 'em out I stop 'em, I'm the Dada, nigga
I pick up my Bible, I'm like, "Father I got trauma"
I caught cases wit' my partners and got the industry want to knock a nigga
I'm gon' get my poles out, you go get your ho's out
"Gon' kill 'em", what they told us, we murder sum'
Niggas steady claimin' they gon' do us sum'
Know anyway it go wit' us
Youngin' out his mind and tryna **** wit' sum'
Know they ***** gon' be deep when we meet
Standoff, let's see, we spray the shit
Wait, they leave on side the East
Up close, they blow tryna face the clique
AI YoungBoy, know I go hard, strictly on that murder shit
**** that rap boy, for our hit squad, tryna zip another *****
Blood shed when that thirty hit, see yo' ass, they swervin' shit
GOJ, who gon' die today, that's 4KT, I know you heard of this
38, real gang baby, from the dog pen
All day talkin' on [?], never get exhausted
[Chorus]
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh
Well, come and see about me
So much **** inside this rental, you can't see from out it
I keep that heat, one in the head, hah
We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it
Got my rachet *****, Miss Connie that's my cleanin' shawty
I shop [?] you get a cut, buy chains
No baby, I can't see you through these Ray-ban frames
It smell like pee, you smokin' **** all on the stage
You know that all blue my vehicles -
