Sharks, Killer Whales, & Piranhas

Lyrics

[Chorus] All of my niggas they with me Lotto say fuck up the city Slaughter Gang gettin' it, I got a bun like I'm Drizzy Run to the bag like I'm Fifty Smokin' on gas it's helium I got the racks, call me Tiffy My niggas with it Kick that lil bitch to the curb 21 gave me the word, yeah yeah Vacuum seal to wrap it up, fuck the scale We get our shit through the mail Chopper keep screamin' fuck 12 We got shooters on the roof, hit you from the air All of my niggas they shells Knife on my face so they don't want no drama I run with sharks, killer whales, and piranhas I run with sharks, killer whales, and piranhas [Verse 1] I got them bales hid in the Phantom Two bitches in the whip and it's a rental I saw your screen fall in the winter Backwood stuck, two-thousand my denim Plug send the pack in the mail and we off 'em We selling three-five, we ain't sellin' no nicks If I call Lil Key he gon' pull up with sticks If I call Two-Three he gon' open your shit My brother that fire, he gon' off all the bricks On MLK, he posted up cameras Miss my brother with that sucker and scammer shit Open up the fire, you know he gon' handle shit Fuck all that beefin', we roastin' Draco ass came with a scope shit You can miss me with that ho shit Bitch I'm making green so I'm always on go shit [Chorus] All of my niggas they with me Lotto say fuck up the city Slaughter Gang gettin' it, I got a bun like I'm Drizzy Run to the bag like I'm Fifty Smokin' on gas it's helium I got the racks, call me Tiffy My niggas with it Kick that lil bitch to the curb 21 gave me the word, yeah yeah Vacuum seal to wrap it up, fuck the scale We get our shit through the mail Chopper keep screamin' fuck 12 We got shooters on the roof, hit you from the air All of my niggas they shells Knife on my face so they don't want no drama I run with sharks, killer whales, and piranhas I run with sharks, killer whales, and piranhas [Verse 2] Mind of a maniac Boulevard and we gon' air you out with all that talkin' shit Free my nigga Zack, I wish he was out Shawty don't talk, he just pull up, start sparking shit Bankroll, bitch I'm broke, never hardly I'ma keep stacking paper regardless Took too many xans, I think she retarded Don Slaughter bitch, yeah I go the hardest I'ma ball on these niggas regardless You ain't no shooter 'less you on the boot Gotta run my shit up, tryna get me some paper Pouring up deuces in cream Faygos Highway trafficking all these pints and bales Stackin' my money, tryna get a mil Savage ain't losing, ain't never taking L's Don't talk on the phone 'cause I don't fuck with 12 [Chorus] All of my niggas they with me Lotto say fuck up the city Slaughter Gang gettin' it, I got a bun like I'm Drizzy Run to the bag like I'm Fifty Smokin' on gas it's helium I got the racks, call me Tiffy My niggas with it Kick that lil bitch to the curb 21 gave me the word, yeah yeah Vacuum seal to wrap it up, fuck the scale We get our shit through the mail Chopper keep screamin' fuck 12 We got shooters on the roof, hit you from the air All of my niggas they shells Knife on my face so they don't want no drama I run with sharks, killer whales, and piranhas I run with sharks, killer whales, and piranhas