[Verse 1: squillo & wildkarduno]
Most these niggas talkin' on the fuckin' 'net, nigga never sent me the drop
If I'm slidin' with Uno, yeah, we got real guns, not no muh'fuckin' props
Just ask when we was there, niggas sent the last opp and got sent to the top
Why these niggas tryna act like they hard but be a son of a pastor?
Niggas ain't finna spin, I got a G19, nigga, not a lacker
Put in all the pain, nigga, in the stu', nig', I can never be a slacker
I'm Certified Trapper, nigga, in these streets, I chase the cheese, nigga, like a Packer
Takе over this shit, nigga, like a hacker
I spot mе a opp bitch, I'ma smack her
How you talkin' shit without a factor?
I'M KEEPIN' THEM GUNS, NIGGA, LIKE A CRACKER
I'm never lackin', I stay loaded
Keep one in the head, nigga, when I'm totin'
These niggas pussy, they demotin'
If you from that side, nigga, then I'm hoein'
IF I CATCH ME THEM NIGGAS, SEND EM' TO THE GATES
AIN'T NO SORRY, BITCH, IT'S TOO LATE
AND I FUCK WITH MY FIVE'S, YEAH, I'M DROPPIN' RAKES
KNOW THESE NIGGAS HATE ME JUST LIKE TATE
They don't get no pussy so they go and rape
I just got me some pussy while I hit the vape
Me and these niggas not the same
When I put on that mask, yeah, I turn to Pain
It ain't my fault, nigga, you ain't talked about (IT AIN'T MY FAULT, NIGGA, ON GODDD)
I know why they mad, nigga, they ain't got no clout (ON GOD)
All they do is ball they fist and they fuckin' pout (Yeah, yuh...)
How you niggas tryna fit in with no fuckin' clout? (Yeah, on five, BITCH)
[Verse 2: wildkarduno]
Yeah, you say you want smoke, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout?
GLOCK ON ME, WE CAN WALK IT OUT
That nigga got killed, gotta chalk it out
You not a street nigga, take a different route
Nigga, I was down bad for the P's
Glock 22 shoot like 22Gz
That bitch on my DICK, why you gotta FUCKIN' tease?
I'm in the BEEHIVE, nigga, with them FUCKIN' Bee's
BITCH, I CALL SQUILLO JUST HIT OUT THE LEXUSSSSS
STOP, nigga wouldn't on shit in Texas
GLOCK on me, nigga, who you testin'?
DROP, everyday, no fuckin' restin'
GLOCK, gon' slide with the Smith & Wesson
We gon' slide on yo' BLOCK, nigga, hope you learned yo' lesson
And them niggas ain't on SHIT, nigga, who the FUCK you pressin'?
[Verse 3: Smokingskul & wildkarduno]
Call Squillo with the tooly' (Fuck nigga, yeah)
Need the drugs then I'm callin' up Booly (Yeah)
Rob a nigga, take him for his tooly
What? These niggas gay, call 'em Rudy
Bitch, I'ma crash, call me Mikey
I need the drop, pull his IP
Chop got a beam, me likey'
I keep a K, feel like Saiki
What? YOU WILL GET JUGGED, NIGGA, FOR YO' BEATTTTT
YOU NEED TO STICK TO THE FIELD, NIGGA, LIKE A CLEAT
I FEEL LIKE EDDIE, BITCH, I LIKE HER CHEAP
NIGGA ASS, NIGGA, YOU IS NOT UNIQUE
HEARD THAT HE DUCKINNNNN', THEN WE SHOOT HIS BEAK
THESE NIGGAS DO ANYTHING, CALL 'EM MEEK
WHAT? TAKE OVER YO' HOOD, NIGGA, LIKE A HACKERRRRR
I FEEL LIKE COS, BITCH, 'CAUSE I KEEP A DAGGERRRRR
HOW YOU A TRAP NIGGA BUT YOU WAS A PACKERRRRR?????
I DO NOT WANT THE BITCH, I ALREADY HAD HERRRRR
BITCH, I SCARPE THE BOWL LIKE A CREEP-ATTACKERRRRR
FEEL LIKE LEBRON, BITCH, I'MA COOK A RAPPERRRRR
DON'T PUT THE CAM' ON ME, BITCH, I'M NOT A ACTORRRRR
I'M IN THE STUDIO, TRYNA CATCH A RAPPERRRRR
hacker was written by squillo & wildkarduno & Smokingskul.
hacker was produced by boolymon.