Liaison

[Intro]
Like
(Jrosz)
Why a nigga wanna play with me?
Two strikes, no plea
DMB
Like I'ma pop my shit
Regardless, nigga
Check me out
Ayy, hey

[Verse 1]
Batter up
I start swinging, niggas better run
Check out my section, we get cheddar, huh?
I'm with them same niggas
At the Grammys, but bitch, we came with her
Sat at the podium and shout out all my main bitches
Same bitches be fuckin' on enemigos
Then got the nerve to hit my people like we equal
Unbelievable
Gang-related how my people do
Don't think she love you 'cause she sleep with you
I sent the bitch to get location, got it, now we creepin' through
Janky auntie, that'll show you what a freak'll do
Pull up with a chopper to the block, up like my cage was loose
You ain't sayin' not a thing, bitch, I get paper too
Peekaboo, I see you, you know that watch just cost you
I need vacation plan, let's see what my P.O. talkin'
You know I play my hand every time, I don't see no losses
Janky car just hit the corner, gots the reaper callin'

[Chorus]
Pull up like ooh, what it do?
Auntie, she on Instagram, I swear that she cry few
My bitch, she like, "You good?" I said, "I think I'm finna shoot"
Hope they don't think a nigga lost it 'cause I jumped up in the booth
Feel like got somethin' I gotta say, I'm the liaison, nigga
On your block hoodied up, lookin' like Trayvon, nigga
Whole gang pop out lookin' like slaves, my nigga
Hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn't've came, my nigga
Pull up like ooh, what it do?
Auntie, she on Instagram, I swear that she like you
My bitch, she like, "You good?" I said, "I think I'm finna shoot"
Hope they don't think a nigga lost it 'cause I jumped up in the booth
Feel like got somethin' I gotta say, I'm the liaison, nigga
On your block hoodied up, lookin' like Trayvon, nigga
Whole gang pop out lookin' like slaves, my nigga
Hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn't've came, my nigga

[Verse 2]
Me? I'ma bag whatever
You can tell that I got problems, I get mad at nothing
Why a nigga checkin' pockets like he snatchin' somethin'?
He gon' find out the hard way that I got slapper on me
Ooh, huh, Scottie Pippen
Stare his mama in the face like, "Yeah, I did it"
She wasn't trippin', she had problems with the nigga
Back to back, we sendin' shots for niggas livin'
Niggas hidin', niggas hidin', we got location on lock
Feds done found the chopper, got indictments on the block
My paper, it keep floating, niggas better buy a Glock
Why this bitch keep tryna see me, but ain't suckin' on cock?

[Chorus]
Well, I got somethin' I gotta say, um, ain't no way, my nigga
On your block hoodied up, lookin' like Trayvon, nigga
Whole gang pop out lookin' like slaves, my nigga
Hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn't've came, my nigga
Pull up like ooh, what it do?
Auntie, she on Instagram, I swear that she like you
My bitch, she like, "You good?" I said, "I think I'm finna shoot"
Hope they don't think a nigga lost it 'cause I jumped up in the booth
Feel like got somethin' I gotta say, I'm the liaison, nigga
On your block hoodied up, lookin' like Trayvon, nigga
Whole gang pop out lookin' like slaves, my nigga
Hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn't've came, my nigga