Lyrics

[Intro] (Uh) (Oh?) (3, 4, 21, 4E) (Its a legend) (Squad) (They gon, school me, in the mornin') [Chorus] I know alot of these niggas be watchin', they plottin' on me Thinkin' bout robbin' me, they better cease; fo they lay deceased Scooter too deep, me and Reece; choppa leave them in peaces *AHHHG* Theres takin' that wop be my weakness, forty pints of that red, I just hit them with remix These niggas they broke, they be leechеs I'm on the role with my bitch, stuff a brick in her clеavage Mindflow sick, diseasin' My plug need me like uh granny need Jesus He asked why we killed the lil nigga, no reason He dissed 4E, now the nigga ain't breathin' *AHHG* I keep a Glock bitch, we not tryina box; you get put inna box juss' fo' swingin' I got that drop bitch, i'll block nd' i'll bleed it Hood fame, on top, we won't stop; bitch you better believe it *AHHG* [Verse 1] Told uh hot TEC i'll bleed Fourteen fifty four, pints, I need it I want it all im greedy, cut my bitch off she was needy Fuck cheaper the keeper, im leavin' I got it all off a scheme Cut thoat, grimmy, only one safe is my team These niggas ain't talk what they seem, either you real or you fake; there ain't no in-between Imma, rob, the city before I fall off, I ain't goin' back to broke nigga no mo' Fuck that rare shit, imma smoke somethin' Up on uh nigga, I spit in his face; imma hoe somethin' 4E gang, we with the killin', go back with the winners, gon' kill him; he look like he know somethin' Powered up, I feel like Gohan, only thing that can stop me is a note bond [Hook] Only thing that can stop me is a bullet to the face, but bitch im not goin' I keep me a- threw up uh nigga, he play he get erased (I up it, I blow it) He reach for my chain, then its off with his arm Put him on the news, he thought it was sweet; now he dead meat Got so much heat, clear your whole street (AR 15 hit his chest, take his heart beat) [Chorus] I know alot of these niggas be watchin', they plottin' on me Thinkin' bout robbin' me, they better cease; fo they lay deceased Scooter too deep, me and Reece; choppa leave them in peaces *AHHHG* Theres takin' that wop be my weakness, forty pints of that red, I just hit them with remix These niggas they broke, they be leeches I'm on the role with my bitch, stuff a brick in her cleavage Mindflow sick, diseasin' My plug need me like uh granny need Jesus He asked why we killed the lil nigga, no reason He dissed 4E, now the nigga ain't breathin' *AHHHG* I keep a Glock bitch, we not tryina box; you get put in the box just for swingin' I got that drop bitch, i'll block nd' i'll bleed it Hood fame, on top, we won't stop; bitch you better believe it *AHHG* [Verse 2] Imma, rob, every rap nigga I see before I go back to being on E These niggas they not on my lead, when its time to be, they coppin' pleas, but not me These niggas ain't street, they sweet; they not me These niggas, they just rappin' on beats they not streets Said you can hold a hundred pack? Try me She said she onna percocet, bitch try three Aye, I put yo bitch onna 10 (Bling) Scanna party, wait 4E, come in; love again Bitch she on go, I know she uh hoe, Peso use to work on her friend I stick the tar nd' I blend, I take them five little bowls, wrap up the dope; nd' I sin That bro shit gettin' under my skin, you know why you lost; because you didn't win [Hook] That shit that you rappin', its pretense, imma just shoot first, I can't depend on defense These niggas, they copy my way because im settin' trends, bitch its 4E gang to the end Bitch its 4E gang to my death, give it all I got till theres nothing left (All I got) Don't trust nobody but myself, wish deaf on my opps on my last breath [Chorus] I know alot of these niggas be watchin', they plottin' on me (Yayo!) Thinkin' bout robbin' me, they better cease; fo they lay deceased Scooter too deep, me and Reece; choppa leave them in peaces *AHHHG* Theres takin' that wop be my weakness, forty pints of that red, I just hit them with remix These niggas they broke, they be leeches I'm on the role with my bitch, stuff a brick in her cleavage Mindflow sick, diseasin' My plug need me like uh granny need Jesus He asked why we killed the lil nigga, no reason He dissed 4E, now the nigga ain't breathin' *AHHG* I keep a Glock bitch, we not tryina box; you get put in the box just for swingin' I got that drop bitch, i'll block nd' i'll bleed it Hood fame, on top, we won't stop; bitch you better believe it *AHHG*