Long Live The Greatest

Lyrics

[Intro] We was causin' all the problems Sticks in the car, we was causin' all the drama Let a nigga blink wrong, we gon' pop him Who brought the choppers to the stage? Wasn't Osama Silly niggas want fame, we want dollars They better not mention your name, we buyin' choppers In that 911 thang doin' a hundred Usually don't do this type of shit, but I said fuck it Arguin' with God, nigga, why you take my brother? Arguin' over chops, nigga, why you take my hundred? But one more thing, why you leave me with these busters? They hear me here sittin' broke and ain't gеttin' no money What's killin' me is they think that shit funny Sharin' three bands and thеy think that shit money It's the Stinc Team, either you with us or it's fuck you You got a hundred on your head, do your family really love you? Silly niggas better not play with your name Silly niggas better not play with the gang I know you hate us, but the name is the name That's a 911 Porsche, do your thang, do your thang I'm thinkin' 'bout droppin' some change, but I ain't Twitter thugs, they just bang for the fame You gon' have me put his brains in his lap I'm thinkin' 'bout makin' a change, but I can't [Chorus] I'm not gon' stop flexin', I'm not gon' give up juice I'm not gon' let these pussy niggas catch me without my tool I'm not gon' peace treat with the opps, 'cause that ain't cool Pussy nigga, I could never be you I'm not gon' stop flexin', I'm not gon' give up juice I'm not gon' let these pussy niggas catch me without my tool I'm not gon' peace treat with the opps, 'cause that ain't cool Pussy nigga, I could never be you [Verse 2] Long live the Greatest If we catch a nigga speakin' on your name, on the gang, we gon' K him, shit My shooters itchin' for blood, this personal, they ain't lookin' for no payment If you ain't want your mama dyin', kids cryin', why you even have to say it? Bentleys in the front yard, you ain't here, it's okay, we gon' stay here Chipped a opp lover too, yeah, we know, I ain't even have to say it Fifty ball on the floor, told my son and my nephew they can play in it Why niggas screen recordin' everything I do? Got me even scared to say shit You the police, you the DA, yeah, we know, why you helpin' with they cases? When they let us out the can, they was mad, you could see it on they faces Off-White, three K's in the car, yes indeed, nigga, we racist Long ropes on the wood if he cross me, what, you trippin' off these Maisons? I'm a millionaire lookin' for a credit, guns, what they cost? I'ma pay you [Outro] Shit man, this shit crazy Long live Ketchy the Great I don't know how a nigga got hit by a car, that shit crazy Man, niggas better not be speakin' out on your name, none of that I'm not playin' with niggas Like I said, I'm a millionaire, literally, nigga I'm not the one to play with at all Don't play with the homie, don't play with his name, nothin' Don't claim nothin' Niggas claimin' deaths that they ain't Niggas didn't even do, nigga Pieces, though