We still sick we still hood we still life
Still's most still drinking still staying alive
Still taking care of children or whatever
Still scrap We just still we just still
We just still still still still still still
He say that he a gangsta
But I heard a n***a smacked him
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still still
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still still
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still still
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still still
Yeah still serving 'em out my magnums
Lil homie want an order three
That I'm only selling quarter piece right now)
You can give me twelve fifty three
And a quarter for the zippers
I'm selling Christmas trees with purple ornaments
Won't see no sticks or seeds
Ain't paying for the p***y I pay for the b***h to leave
When I'm paying for the cookies like highway robbery
I get the shits so cheep
Don't play me for no p***y
Tryin to rob her got this big OE
As I recall I get at niggas that call themselves slick destiny
I'm in that low low with them tints and them dents
Charge me with intent when they find there's dope in the vent
Thirty thousand spent for all this drow my people sent
Come and get a sack if bout my flow you not convinced
I got a whiff for every day of the week
Was stolen two own rims
Got two parked at my hoe house
I ain't got no motherf**kin sense
Still servin still servin
Still servin
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still still
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Riding around with me myself and
I and they all gonna shoot
So why's this pack so f**king loud
I got the volume on mute
Mr Five Point Six Mr Five Point Six
Why they call you that
I'm trying to sell you five quarters out this shit
Hey aren't you all star
Ask me something stupid like
Why I got these jars all in the car
I know all of the cuts to get back to the spot
Rap like
I'm strapped with a Glock some rock in my socks
Started selling rocks because the scent was kind of hot
Sold a hundred hundred packs of zanex
One short hundred pack to pop
Thirty round on that F and A it's actually not a Glock
My sell was wine my scare was dying
Took the battery out my watch
I'm still serving still serving
Still still
They say that I be rapping like
I'm still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving 'em out magnums
Still still
They say that I be rapping like
Still serving 'em out my magnums
Still serving
Still still
He say that he a gangsta
But I heard a n***a smacked him
