RPS

[Intro]
Uh, oh yeah (SJ, ha)
I'm back in this bitch and I'm thuggin' with SJ
(You are now listening to TwentyThree)

[Chorus]
Damn, it's one of them nights, man, it's one of them songs
Bruh fighting for his life, he in love wit' them RPS
Put Drac' out the window, they whole hood high knee
Got the drop on his ass, Im not pulling IPs
Just got me some Quagen, put this shit in my soda
Ain't fucking wit' niggas, they think i'm bipolar
Man, free all my youngins, salute to my soldiers

[Verse]
Man, we getting older, shit getting real hard
Tryna put shit to rest, leave his mother heart scarred
Coming through every hood, bitch, I'm doing my job
I'm a real-ass nigga, bitch, I'm playing my cards
Since Boosie Badu, man, a nigga been winning
The mic like my cup, man, a nigga stay venting
Free Lil Peso, he the northwest villian
Y'all niggas stay dissing, y'all not even spinning
My cuz looking sweet, he done bust 3rd District
I came a long way, made racks in the kitchen
You niggas like Tharpe but y'all doing the tipping
Since Twenty-Sixteen, man, a nigga been clickin'

[Chorus]
Damn, it's one of them nights, man, it's one of them songs
Bruh fighting for his life, he in love wit' them RPS
Put Drac' out the window, they whole hood high knee
Got the drop on his ass, Im not pulling IPs
Just got me some Quagen, put this shit in my soda
Ain't fucking wit' niggas, they think i'm bipolar
Man, free all my youngins, salute to my soldiers

[Outro]
(Yeah, salute to my youngings, man, free all my soldiers)
(I ain't gon' lie, it's still me versus me, fuck everybody that's...)
(Hating and shit, niggas be hating and shit)
Oh yeah