ErrBody Shot

[Intro: RaqBaby]
Hah
Never gave a fuck about your brother, nigga, die
All fun and games 'til them drillers come outside, pop out the cut, fire

[Chorus: RaqBaby]
Niggas broke, can't show a dub, but they always dissin' me
They know I'm the young nigga that blew at bro, we keep it in the streets, huh
Caught him lackin', he ain't got no gun, why the fuck you in the beef?
Got a sexy migo bitch, she know how to move them bricks for me
Sent lil' bro 'nem on a two-man drill, slid through and all them niggas died
I can't kill them, I shoot they baby mama, make all them niggas cry
Been sayin' they got more pape' than us, man, all them niggas lyin'
Don't listen to the opps, they be off drugs, man, all them niggas fried

[Verse 1: RaqBaby]
Don't make me mad, like Kay Flock, everybody shot
We got exotic Glocks, we fuck everybody box
We never gave a fuck, we rock on everybody block
They can't throw no party, spin through and make everybody stop
These niggas scared, they know I'm a real killer
Know the opps' job hard as fuck, they really hate to deal with us
She came in the house tryna fuck, she still tryna pop this pill with us
Nigga know he ain't got no say so if he ain't in the field with us, mm

[Chorus: RaqBaby]
Niggas broke, can't show a dub, but they always dissin' me
They know I'm the young nigga that blew at bro, we keep it in the streets, huh
Caught him lackin', he ain't got no gun, why the fuck you in the beef?
Got a sexy migo bitch, she know how to move them bricks for me
Sent lil' bro 'nem on a two-man drill, slid through and all them niggas died
I can't kill them, I shoot they baby mama, make all them niggas cry
Been sayin' they got more pape' than us, man, all them niggas lyin'
Don't listen to the opps, they be off drugs, man, all them niggas fried

[Verse 2: GMO Stax]
All these niggas claim that they my opps and never sent a shot
All this shit be fun and games until a nigga get dropped
Shit I did in the streets, I could've died a thousand times
Either school or streets, I had to make my mind
Wasn't no turnin' back when I pick up that fire
Mama always told me I'm the problem child
Used to catch the bus 'cause I ain't have a ride
Tables do turn, bitch, look at me now
Life gucci, Gucci'd down to the socks
Any bitch I want, I can hit 'em now
Pockets full of money, I'm that nigga now
Come outside, bring the whole trenches out
This shit automatic, switches on the Glock
That shit automatic, killin' all the opps
Gon' be the same nigga 'til I'm in a box

[Outro: GMO Stax]
GMO