Pay Attention

[Intro]
Yeah, it's TG (It's TG)
Uh-uh (Uh-uh)
Pay attention (Pay attention)

[Chorus]
I got this lil' ho' from 'cross the country tryna chase a bag
She ain't never met me, but she'll send me money for the pack
I just break her off, because I triple everything I grab
Baby bad as fuck, I fly her outta state, come meet your dad

[Verse 1]
Opp bitches tryna the dawgs
Making plays tryna get the drop
I never had no remorse, take your front hair line with this Glock
I know opps that turned to victim, tryna get it back in blood
That's why I stay on my pivot, keep weight and I won't slip up
Tell these niggas don't lack again
Back in the city, I'm strapped again
But don't get it twisted, when I'm outta town you should know I'm moving on accident
Cash out 50, these bitches tryna get me, so I got a glizzy on my lap again
I had to go up and pack a friend
He diss on them shirts, yeah I'm clapping him
Real-real-real violent
It get real violent in my city, and multiplying
They just keep dying in my city
If he lacking around the way
He'll we gon' leave your ass on DOA
Police arriving in a haze
Hoping no face when they come get him

[Chorus]
I got this lil' ho' from 'cross the country tryna chase a bag
She ain't never met me, but she'll send me money for the pack
I just break her off, because I triple everything I grab
Baby bad as fuck, I fly her outta state, come meet your dad

[Verse 2]
Yeah, could tell you how one of my crodies whipped a trophy
And he got air like he Kobe, plug said 10 like he Ben
That's 18 ounces of fent'
You take a risk to make the chips, it all pays off in the end
If the police kick the door I'll fight out life till the end
But I could switch the topic
Could tell you 'bout the time we almost lost that pocket rocket
Real shit the police tryna to get him, but he wasn't stopping
He did the race, didn't do the bid and got lil' cronem on it
Yeah, this is the life when you come from the trenches
I know some friends that turn opps now they pending
Nine to five workers still waiting on pension
I'm in the trap serving food like the chef men
And I got a rusty, I call just to test it
I was school selling weed in detention
Bro gave me pistol, hold down and I kept it

[Chorus]
I got this lil' ho' from 'cross the country tryna chase a bag
She ain't never met me, but she'll send me money for the pack
I just break her off, because I triple everything I grab
Baby bad as fuck, I fly her outta state, come meet your dad