21B2159

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[Intro] On god You could, nigga you could think I'm drunk all you want nigga Yeah I'm drunk on revenge, nigga That's what I'm drunk off I'm drunk off revenge nigga I'm coming for everything that's mine nigga Everything nigga, on god [Verse] I want it all mothafucka I don't know how to hoop but I wanna ball mothafucka If them crackers come for me, i'm standing tall mothafucka I'll die for my niggas, and ima stand for what I believe in I don't give a fuck about a label, or the money that they got I put a slab on a slab and pulled a hunnit out the pot I'm a real street nigga, who gon' tell me that I'm not? Nigga I'll break yo fucking jaw, on the spot, you could die On the block I'm a bully, you can't eat if you a pussy We shot niggas over looking, don't trust Papi 'cause he crooked I had a slab in central booking, I guess the crackеrs overlooked it It was soft, I couldn't cook it, he had it on him 'till I took it (Nigga, what thе fuck you wanna do) If it's ever me and you, it's always 'gon be me over you (Can't give no nigga the upper hand) You get caught stealing, cut off your hand (Bitch I'm the boss, I walk the land) I'm not worried 'bout prison (Got flash backs and bad visions) Commissary always loaded, slice a nigga for the phone War with the compound, best deuce, I'll shut this bitch down Visit floor I'm always fly, get back I'm smoking with the guys Ain't no way I'm being quiet, bitch I got murder on my mind I got a razor in my mouth, another razor by my nuts I don't give a fuck if you think you tough Play tough if you want, I'll fuck you up I'm sending money to my bitch, I bought a foreign for my bitch I'm down to war for this shit, I'll extort you for your shit Tell your bitch to send that money, I'm in your cube when you sleep They say Papi like the reaper, bitch I'm as cruel as can be I got Woo on my body, and a tool on my body I don't care how you move, just what you do with your body I'm the Teflon Don, bitch I move like I'm Gotti Think I'm dolo in the car? I got the tool right beside me You a tough nigga, we'll put a few through your body Seen his guts hit the curb when they flew through his body {Outro} (I got my nigga twist in the building) (We get straight fucking cash!) (We get straight, fucking, cash!) ('Cause we Sanctioned, 823 Sanctioned, nigga) (We get straight, cash!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Rx Papi
- Pyro6x