Lyrics

[Intro] (Shiesty) [Verse 1: Baby2] Nigga talkin' crazy I'ma bat him up I had to ask my crodie how he ran it up I be outside on the block got my hammer tucked Bad bitch in my DM I can tell that she tryna fuck Wait, let's get it straight You gotta take some type of risk you tryna get paid I know some niggas did all type of shit to make it through the day My crodie in the pen he knifin' shit and tryna catch a fade (Uhh) I been stayin' down I been runnin' up this change Swear I won't go outta town but I'm stuck up on the case But for now I'm in the city couple racks up on my waist Get the call and we get busy it ain't shit to get erased (Uhh) These bitches really silly playin' games I told her up the drizzy, she sent a vid she playin' Drake In the trap for seven days he had to crush a couple plays Seen the cops and did the digi ain't no way they got the plates [Verse 2: FB] Uhh, seen the cops and did the dash She heard my song playin' and she started shakin' ass Baby2 my crodie, he gon' leave you in the past I get that shit first and you get that shit last Hundred bands off one fiend, do the math We break down the soft then we break down the glass Culinary arts, man, I shoulda went to class Go through the states so I went and did a dance I did a two step and it's on to the next I was verified I don't need a blue check Crodie caught a body and he said "Who's next?" You either coolin' in the trap or tryna shoot shit Or you could do both, probably turn into a goat We the niggas in the trenches that'll give the hood hope Fuck a snake, fuck a rat, 'cause I really hate both Heard a opp just died so we gonna make a toast [Verse 3: Savv4x] I'm tryna do both, shoot shit and hit the trap Niggas want me dead so it's a nina in my pants I feel so drench with the switch on the back I feel so happy when I hear a opp packed You know me cro I bop with the 'Lock Get the drop on the opp then I'm lockin' him off Hit hats new packs then I turn up with the dogs This itchy get to beatin' have him jumpin' like a frog I lock in with my nina then I knock the target off And if I jump inside that car then I'ma jump out on your block I'm from the Vern I'm throwin fours, I'm ridin' for the cause But you could catch me boppin' on your block with my Glock You could catch me boppin' tryna take a nigga top I'm rappin' and I'm trappin' and I'm jumpin' in them cars My pistol get to bappin' if I see a fishy car And if I get the drop I hit the hat and I go far