No fronts

I hop up out that mf like damn they say he super man I got dat fye in my hands I don’t talk I wack ya mans

Punch a bitch play w my bands shoot a nigga he thought I was his mans

Ain’t no mf get backs black hearses grave yards and bitch w cryin nan be like damn man like 10k I gkt dat ceilin fan
You can see the bands in my Erreur pants
I’m rich off hits and dog food
I ain’t get here from fronts I gkt here from breakin a bitch my wrist really kost 9 bricks I’m in trenches still in on fuck shit I pop da door and Swang the stick
Yung nigga Str8 Dumbshit I slime a stick then take hit I’m on the dead end can’t duck shit don’t show ya trip cause we take shit don’t flex ya plug ya we slime shit

Uh uh yuh ay that’s ya bitch but is she down to do a drill I’m in the field I gkt da mf steel Compact beretta wheel of fortune bitch I spin the wheel on that fuck shit shit b happen I’m in the field this crackin no gang land but this brackin while gamg 500 and we pistol packin I’m from. The bricks but I’m in the mount I’m EBk DTK bitch we take hits

I ain’t get here from fronts this Glock gktta 30 jump in the crowd and spit the 30 I’m cutthroat
I hop up out that mf like damn they say he super man I got dat fye in my hands I don’t talk I wack ya mans

Punch a bitch play w my bands shoot a nigga he thought I was his mans

Ain’t no mf get backs black hearses grave yards and bitch w cryin nan be like damn man like 10k I gkt dat ceilin fan
You can see the bands in my Erreur pants
I’m rich off hits and dog food
I ain’t get here from fronts