Spin through that block niggas know that we sweep
I told BBG hop out the V
Word to my dead I ain't taking no chances
I'ma up till I see that they bleed
Like I said it before I'ma say it again
All Amiri you know that's the jeans
Got this 40 it's stuck in my jeans
Niggas know that I'm really a tweak
On bro , I do not play when it comes to the street shit yeah even the opposition know we lit
Talking on Notti you know you a pack I'ma spin through that block with hella fucking grips
Ten toes, I don't need an assist I'ma make me a basket every fucking trip
Two poles, and I call up B Hound you know that he really sturdy in that whip
Glock on my hip on the left side
Tryn spin take a trip through the west side
I'm tryn spin make a jet fly, put a hole in his face and his left eye
Like smoking on face till my chest lock, like you know I got a laser to catch mine
Like with this K man I feel like a death God, I'm tryn hop out and bang it to test mine
Niggas be cap in they punchlines, this a 40 been feeling like fuck 9's
I roll up 40 get dumb fried like we put out law N order for tough guys
If them niggas ain't on it we cut ties
Tryna score but you know we don't clutch Knives
Buddy a goner slipped and now he dumb high
I might fuck on his daughter for one time
Grah, look, I might fuck on his daughter for one time
Like, look, if I pass her to bro then it's crunch time
Grah, ain't shooting far BBG yeah you know that's the punch line
Grah, told the opps stop dying we smoking that boy he went out
And for bro yeah they diss for the clout
Like yeah they know what we really about
Like and I don't gotta talk in this rap shit
Cause they know that we really just clap shit
And they know that I'm jacking OY, original gangster the day that I die
Like and you know I can't switch on the guys, yeah, I do this for Notti and Dot
Get off the net all that capping ain't hooping
We see 12 automatic illusion
I like to hit from the back and go stupid
And when she make it clap yeah it's actually moving
Look and if I got the strap I won't pass it I boom it
Why you capping bro actually use it
I'm tryn slide out a bat and make music
Like you should hear this bitch clapping it's actually stupid
I'm not actually human, and I won't ever ask you to do shit
Look bitch I be packing, two grip's
Got cook he was lacking, couldn't do shit
We got the addy to spin
Ever see him smash him with this new gen
Like I'm forever gon be on some cool shit
Like but don't make me lose it
(Spin through that block niggas know that they sweep
I told BBG hop out the V
Word to my dead I ain't taking no chances
I'ma up till I see that they bleed)
(Like I said it before I'ma say it again
All Amiri you know that's the jeans
Got this 40 it's stuck in my jeans
Niggas know that I'm really a tweak)
(Glock on my hip on the left side
Tryn spin take a trip through the west side
I'm tryn spin make a jet fly, put a hole in his face and his left eye)
(Like smoking on face till my chest lock, like you know I got a laser to catch mine
Like with this K man I feel like a death God, I'm tryn hop out and bang it to test mine)
