Pedigree

Lyrics

(Ayo Poetics, bring the drums in) [Verse 1: Trizz] I'm riding in this 'Lac with two bitches in the back (yeaah) Rolling up a blunt it's just me and Ouija Macc We on your cap no cap we trippin' and riding strapped This shit slap, so nod and bang your head to this track This some different of money I love it this shit is lovely These drugs make me laugh but none of this shit is funny It get ugly like your bitch when she walk up tryna hug me She all up in my face talkin' bout she wanna fuck me I got hate all in my life but trust me these niggas love me I'm selfish as a bitch I ain't putting nothing above me Walk up in this bitch feeling like I hit the lottery I gotta be the cleanest I'm dusting the dirt up off of me If you ain't bout the shit you be talking then bitch don't talk to me The money flashing all on your Instagram ain't alot to me They say my name in vain but that shit ain't never got to me You better run and hide if you ever took a shot at me [Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)] This a robbery pistol whip policy (policy) Walking felony (ooh) Bill Bellamy (yuh) This my destiny this shit gon' be the death of me (yeah) Who ahead of me? Nobody can match my pedigree Evil tendencies Trizzy off the Hennessy (sippin') Moving goofy we gon' make yo ass a memory (yuuh) This my destiny this shit gon' be the death of me (yeah) Who ahead of me? Nobody can match my pedigree [Verse 2: Ouija Macc] Still shitting on 'em (yuh) been shitted (been shitted) Mental ward Lord Ouija been committed (been committed) I don't cherish none of this fame I won't miss it (I won't miss it) Heard they biting my lil' swang I'm gon switch it I put the set all on my necc ain't coming correct then I'ma collect I'm a direct fuccin' threat you got a neck then you should protect Giving a fucc about nothing but family fuccin' with that or you fuccin' with death You can get popped for a liter of Faygo bitch I know a thuggalo do it for less (yes) [Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)] This a robbery pistol whip policy (policy) Walking felony (ooh) Bill Bellamy (yuh) This my destiny this shit gon' be the death of me (yeah) Who ahead of me? Nobody can match my pedigree Evil tendencies Trizzy off the Hennessy (sippin') Moving goofy we gon' make yo ass a memory (yuuh) This my destiny this shit gon' be the death of me (yeah) Who ahead of me? Nobody can match my pedigree [x2]