LYRIC

[Chorus] Quit talking 'bout you and that shooting shit
Me and my niggas pull up, ruin shit
I'm addicted, dirty Fanta, screwing shit
I be geeked up, ready to shoot a nigga
Stop talking 'bout it, show them what you doing, nigga
That shit that you thinking, I'm doing, nigga
I'm strapped up with a brew of niggas
Shoot a nigga, we like, "Who that nigga?"
Don't come around if you ain't on fuck shit
It's just some raw, I can't function
Catch me clutching, nigga, I be nauseous
Murder scene, leaving cautious
Surround myself with nothing but bosses
30 round Draco, hawk them
He didn't believe it till we chopped him
I don't even hear what you talking

[Verse 1] He didn't believe it, she didn't believe it
Had to show them, you could see it
I'm conceited, my bitch could see it
Ain't no green when she see it
30 rounds, call that hawking
Circle full of nothing but bosses
Smoke a L, but no losses
DrugRixh, how much do it cost you?
You know that I pull up in Austin
Big boogers, know they flawless
Leave the scene, know it's caution
I pour that mud, know it's potion
When you come from the bottom, can't give it up
The Rollie outdated but froze up
Every nigga around me ready to shoot it up
You a little nigga, you ain't dumb enough

[Chorus] Quit talking 'bout you and that shooting shit
Me and my niggas pull up, ruin shit
I'm addicted, dirty Fanta, screwing shit
I be geeked up, ready to shoot a nigga
Stop talking 'bout it, show them what you doing, nigga
That shit that you thinking, I'm doing, nigga
I'm strapped up with a brew of niggas
Shoot a nigga, we like, "Who that nigga?"
Don't come around if you ain't on fuck shit
It's just some raw, I can't function
Catch me clutching, nigga, I be nauseous
Murder scene, leaving cautious
Surround myself with nothing but bosses
30 round Draco, hawk them
He didn't believe it till we chopped him
I don't even hear what you talking

[Verse 2] Shh, can't hear you
Pull up, she gon' disappear you
I'm a OG, I got superiors
And they don't like niggas near us
This icy water on me clear
Upper echelon, you can't compare
Every time I walk in, they gon' stare
All of these diamonds on me gon' glare
I don't want you lame niggas 'round me
I got them shooters in trap houses
I got that powder, it come in mountains
Used to sack the nicks inside the ounces
Pull up, spraying shit, leave them frowning
What you talking 'bout, not hitting shit
Cash on me like I done hit a lick
Can't step in nothing but that Italy
Walk in and go (pew pew pew pew pew)
The witness testifying shit, everybody hit

[Chorus] Quit talking 'bout you and that shooting shit
Me and my niggas pull up, ruin shit
I'm addicted, dirty Fanta, screwing shit
I be geeked up, ready to shoot a nigga
Stop talking 'bout it, show them what you doing, nigga
That shit that you thinking, I'm doing, nigga
I'm strapped up with a brew of niggas
Shoot a nigga, we like, "Who that nigga?"
Don't come around if you ain't on fuck shit
It's just some raw, I can't function
Catch me clutching, nigga, I be nauseous
Murder scene, leaving cautious
Surround myself with nothing but bosses
30 round Draco, hawk them
He didn't believe it till we chopped him
I don't even hear what you talking

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