Jackson Hewitt

[Intro]
Come on
218 shit, bitch
Mafia
You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
RSN, RDG
Come on

[Verse 1]
Don't try to beef with the gang if you ain't ever caught a brain
Fuckin' with the other side, that's how niggas gettin' flamed
I'm in a 'cat, bro in the trap, watch [?]
First nigga come up out that crib gon' get hit with fully Dracs
This bitch in love with the dick, she gon' do what I say
Pops told me keep my shoes laced, I'm outside erryday
Bounced out, swingin' a Russian 'K, tryna crack a nigga face
Lil Bojay in the whip? You already know you gon' get bank
You can't be around the gang if you ain't even got no rank
Whole team havin', we ain't fallin' out about no paper
You still hang around that nigga knowin' he talk to the Jakes
I can't fuck with nobody, man, all these niggas fake
Niggas talkin' 'bout killin', I don't ever hear about paper
The whole city know what's up, that's why they never come these ways
So much pain buildin' up, but I know I can't escape
I'm a hero in my hood, but I ain't never wear a cape
Everybody tryna beef but they ain't ever have no pay
Yop, come on
I said what I said, nigga, I'm the biggest, ayy

[Verse 2]
I was trippin', standin' on business
Tryna make these niggas feel it
Shorty asked me, "What's the feeling?" Just know we chasin' all them niggas
308s in the clip, these bitches comin' out different
Ballin' in the paint so hard, I feel like I'm Blake Griffin
Hit 'em so many times with the Drac, he got to twitchin'
Advanced since a young nigga, knew how to work in that kitchen
RSN, RDG; leave a nigga's face missin'
Cold-hearted young nigga tryna get his hands dirty
All he was thinkin' 'bout was chicken
Coupl'a niggas killed my blood, so I gotta make 'em feel it
Going through a lot of shit but you gotta stand on business
I was stayin' couch to couch, can't even lie, my life was different
He was talkin' on the Jackson, next week he went missin'
Niggas better stop dissin'; I ride around with ten milli
Really rich in real life, I'm the hottest in the city
My momma came to my shows, man, she knowin' I was different
Back to back up in them strikers, niggas knowin' how we get
A nigga speak on bro, you know you gon' end up drenched
Hop out with thirty on my neck and get to gunnin' with the stick
Opps be linkin' up in groups
Them niggas know how this shit get
Come on