Premed

Lyrics

[Intro] Y'all niggas ready, bruh? Fuckin' right' nigga Alright' let's do this shit Man' let me get the motherfuckin' headshots You motherfuckers Come on, boy [Verse 1] 11 o'clock and I really ain't made me no money So fuck it, I'm robbin' the middleman My young niggas on it (On God) He look like he with it' I hope I don't kill the man KP the TEC, I got the Glock, whoadie in love with the Drac' I been watching the spot (On God) I don't care who you with' I gotta get me a play I been with the bullshit (For real) He just bought a Glock and I'm taking that bitch too (Come here) I know what come with this shit (Swear to God) The clip full of hollows, don't let that bitch hit you He trap out his bitch spot Know he got the bread, he put it on Snapchat He really don't trust me He been on my head like a motherfuckin' snapback Ain't sayin' the trap back But I was that nigga they didn't wanna fuck with (At all) These niggas be scammin' And I'm takin' over, I'm on some Trump shit But shout out my gunk bitch She give me that pussy and keep all the firearms Shout out my old plug Ain't namin' which one, 'cause I got a thousand of 'em Meet up at my mama house Gave mama a hug and I went out the backdoor They thought I was done Put one in the head and I told 'em I'm back, ho I feel a lil' musty Ain't took me a bath, I been in the streets with it It's hoes in the backseat I don't give a fuck, drop 'em off on the back street Pull up at the Mickey D's Set that shit up, dawg, I'm back on the bullshit The K got a dual clip (Huh?) This life that I'm livin', I need me a pulpit Shit, I'm on that fuck a nigga My mama behind and my niece need some Pampers Who got them bows? (Who?) Who got them bricks? They finna get handled (For real) Black mask, time to hit the location I came in this bitch playin' Black Opps A hundred some niggas, ain't none of 'em with it Like how do y'all call this a trap spot? They serving that woah and I'm taking or leaving They playin', I'm taking the floor too Don't let these niggas outcoach you I'll put this tune on your ass like a Pro Tool, on gang [Interlude] Bitch, you gon' tell us what went down or you gon' die right now, motherfucker Why the fuck Saul paid you for that chain, nigga? Bro, I don't know what y'all niggas talkin' 'bout, bruh We just saw your motherfuckin' clucked out ass do this shit, nigga [Verse 2] Just took me another Perc' Just seen on the 'Book that somebody got killed, damn He died on the Southside They said it was tragic, I heard he was mouth wide Don't know why it fuck with me My phone keep ringing, my partner 'nem outside I'm back on the same shit A little more money a couple more enemies (Damn) I'm tired of same shit I wanna get up and just fly out to Italy Got folks out the gutter God gave me a gift, I can show you the struggle It's crazy, just give me a pad and a pen I'm lost, tryna get me a win Can't never do right when I'm living in sin Done did so much dirt, got me watching my kin I went through an episode Don't wanna die young but a trapper don't make it old So I'm in the booth with it And I'm going crazy, I feel like the Don Juan The man in my city Got my life on the line like I'm taking an and-one Don't feel like the man Yeah, I know that I'm hot, but ain't hot as this handgun My grandmama mad The folks at the spot tryna beat down my mama door Don't know where I'm at (Huh?) Ain't searching the school, I'm not making the honor roll (At all) Shit, I'm on the other side (Other side) Just me and my killers, you know we on drummer time These lil' niggas want it What a surprise, it's another opponent, yeah Tell me who want it (For real) It's a bag on my head, better put down the boneless, yeah I stay with the fuckery While I'm chasing this money, I won't even fuck for free (At all) Shoutout to who fuck with me 'Cause I'm in the spot posted up like a bumblebee (Yeah) These fuck niggas sick I got all these hoes and they stuck with the same bitch I know that they envy I'm watching my moves while I watch my surroundings I pray for these niggas Don't wanna go back but I'll sleep in the county (On God) I'm still at the trap spot (For real) Just got off a whole, I'm working a half knot These young niggas shiesty And I'm still in this shit when I know they don't like me (At all) [Outro] 911, what's your emergency? Can I help you? What's going on? I... I can't hear