I Bet

Lyrics

[Intro] (Jose the Plug) [Verse 1: FMB JocAhVelly & Eastside Reup] I heard your bitch want me to bend her over Somebody call the lean man, I'm 'bout to grab a soda (Pop) Yeah, she bring me P's in, this bitch from Minnesota (Yeah) But let her run off with that bread, I'ma get her toasted (Yop) Yeah, I love them long legs, she hit 'em with the lotion (Yop) And I can get a nigga robbed, she leavin' niggas open (Yeah) She turn around with my shit and brung it into focus Plus I got shooters on my team, it look like I'm coachin' And SC on her way back, she get closer and closer She told me that she tryna eat, she got tired of the hunger And, yeah, her nigga so weak he gon' try to expose her That's why she'd freak for me, let me nut on her closure I bet if he heard I hit, he'd be so sick I bet he don't know I know she can't take no dick I bet if I fall off, I'ma take your shit I bet I'd show a nigga how to Draco get (Ayy) [Verse 2: Eastside Reup] Niggas tellin' big stories, niggas all cap (All cap) I bet if he fall off, he gotta pay it back (He gotta pay it back) Soon as you run through that money, you gotta bring it back Nigga, we know you ain't got a bag (Nah), you was loaned that (Nah) Got my own bag, I turned around and I ain't turned back A hundred pack, I turned it into two hundred So I keep the juice comin' Niggas all talk, ain't gon' do nothin' (Ain't gon' do nothin') Two chopsticks, drop off two-somethin' (Drop off two-somethin'), yeah Young nigga takin' risks, ayy (Takin' risks) Hold on, nigga, let me talk my shit, ayy (Talk my shit) Name another nigga talk shit like this That bright shit, that white shit, I got it off my wrist, nigga (I got it) Ayy [Verse 3: FMB Zay] I was young as hell gettin' it off them trips A half a brick of uncut raw get you rich Hopin' if I put a three on it, it'd stick My fiend gave it a seven, I was okay with a six Tryna give a nigga sixty months, I'm like, "Fuck no" Possession of a hundred, the other half was just cut dope Chop hold a hundred with a knife on it, this bitch cutthroat Catch me down the way with a bad bitch and she snort coke I bet I can turn a split to a quarter brick I bet if I go broke, I'm extortin' shit I bet if we catch you out, we torchin' shit A nigga caught one to the face, still sore from it [Verse 4: Damjonboi] Them ARs hit his body and tore some shit They tryna be like Jonboi, of course I'm him We got Jose on the keys, you know it's a hit Reup, my brother just been him, I'ma blow up some shit Blood met me at the spot with a whole package Sent them bitches by the sink and let the hoes wrap 'em My whole section in the system, nigga, free the shooters Ain't nobody make it out my hood but me and Skuba I was just in East Harlem with the savages You was somewhere in the city with the scavengers Niggas tried to pull a move, thought I was a pussy Catch his ass at the Coney, smoke him like some cookie